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Please be attentive readers this chapter is a mixture of Freddy and Sheila speaking. With any real separation. I will try as much as I can to spare. Thanks!.
•••• Freddy POV •• & •• Sheila POV ••••
What a boring Monday afternoon,
I finished my classes earlier, like every other Monday.
I came to the hotel to work.
Monday's are always very monotonous.
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I can't wait for this seminary to be over.
I'm getting sick and tired of this town.
Just to think that I have more days to spend here, "OMG!." it saddens my soul.
I can't keep spending my days isolated in this room!.
I definitely, have to find someone to take me around town during my free time.
Like for me to get familiar with places.
"Worse!."
I don't know anyone here and I don't need somebody from a company or sort to take me around.
I need someone to have fun with, filled with life, who won't be frightened of going against any protocol or ethics.
Someone free!.
I need no restrictions.
More to this, I need a lady to spend my forlorn nights with.
Her delicate voice Snatches me off, my deepest thought.
"Sir, they are all set in the conference hall, waiting for you!."
Olivia announces and with that said, she immediately leaves back to the conference hall.
Olivia... Olivia, she came back from her family last evening, with a changed mood, a very pleasant one.
At one point, I thought that she was never going to come again.
Anyway, now she is here!.
"Fine!."
I nod at her while fixing my tie.
"Elegant!."
I take a final glimpse of myself in the mirror.
I adore what it reflects.
A man is defined by his appearance.
The first impression matters a lot.
When you look good, you influence, and once you get influential, people turn to respect, or even to fear you. Thou, some will still dislike you for no good reason. Don't worry about that, it's normal.
Nothing is 100% sure in this world.
Yet, we strive, fight so hard for perfection.
"I strive for perfection!"
I wave a kiss to my reflection in the mirror, chuckling with myself.
Kind of in love with myself.
With that done, I move out, to the conference hall, not too far away from my room.
I enter the hall with a charismatic walking style. My strong, delicious fragrance aromatizes the air.
They are perched with their stare fix on me.
I love the supremacy that I evolve.
I gently move to the head-seat, which was reserved for me with Olivia seated on my right.
My glance falls on the black chocolate lady.
My smile falls as our stares meet.
She bends down her head.
I clenched my fists.
He is damn cute, sexy, he is too hot. His fragrance overcomes that of everyone. His voice is soft, hard, huge, deep, all this in one's voice.
I blush, my heart bangs, my stomach gallops at the sound of his voice. I can't take my stare off him.
I remain very discreet.
I give a brief opening speech.
I, later on, entrust the homily to Olivia.
She nattily rehearses.
Then, they proceed with their long, boring conversation.
Fortunately, my dad thought of sending Olivia along with me.
I'm so grateful to have her, here.
Olivia presented the work as planned, and above all, she finds pleasure in doing it.
I could perceive the little sparks in her eyes when she had the exchange.
While I kept my stare on the Chocolate lady, she looks so innocent, hidden, concealed beauty.
I'm mad at her, yet I still want to take a glimpse at her at any least opportunity, like a reflex act.
She isn't my type but I will like to know more about her.
Her skin complexion is completely different, yet it excites me more.
I don't understand why!.
I guess it's lust.
The long boring gathering finally ends.
After several hours of talking and arguments, we finally came to a compromise.
And this treaty prolongs my stay in this town. Something that I'm not certainly glad of.
Yet, I have to stay back and work, hand in hand with them.
While Olivia is keen on the prolonged stay.
Unexpectedly, all the maids standing in the hall moved out. I turn back to see Olivia waves at them.
I frown, in a reflex.
Olivia had planned a little ceremony after the meeting, as ordered by my Dad.
I had no idea about this.
After the meeting, I immediately move back to my room.
"Won't you stay for the little celebration?."
Olivia stops me in the corridor
She is very exciting. And she deserves it.
"No, thanks!."
I keep walking away.
She runs, stands at my front, obstructing my path.
"Please...!."
She fakes a sorrowful look on her face to persuade me.
I stare at her weirdly, as if I want to push her away.
"Relax!."
She leans on me, gently caressing my jaws.
She is damn sexy with her long red gown, carving out all her curves. Very hot. I will lie if I say that she isn't persuading.
"I will think about it!."
I carefully nudge her off.
The lifter opens and maids get in with trays. I hear the sound behind me but I don't turn to check what is happening.
"Okay!..."
She pulls her words with her, talking back to the committee, yelling, ordering the maids.
I walk straight into my room.
I fall in bed, laying on my back with my head up, facing the ceiling, thoughtful.
I feel like something is lacking.
I don't know what but something is lack right now.
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We move back to the 9th floor with trays.
I move ahead of the other maids, very optimistic.
"This is the last opportunity I have to apologize!."
I tell myself as the lifter finally opens.
My tray nearly falls.
I catch a glimpse of her leaning on Freddy for quite some time.
It's like he loves it.
My smile instantly fades away.
Honestly, I had no great expectations of him, yet I feel disturbed seeing them this close to each other.
The feeling is hard to explain.
I hide until the lifter opens again with my colleague barging in.
I follow the crowd.
I see him moving away, till he finally disappears to his room.
"OMG, how will I get in!."
I cry deep within.
"Be fast about it."
Olivia yells at me.
I shudder at her voice.
"Wow, she is very classic, sexy, with her hairs well done. I can't compete with her. She has all it takes to seduce a man like Freddy.
It pains me but I must say it, the damn fit together, like TV Novela actors.
I don't stand a chance against her, even in my wildest dreams.
In fact, it will be insane to engage in any competition with her.
We start our service, dish out the food, etc...
After a few minutes,
I try to sneak out of the hall.
I stood by the door.
"Hey, you!. Why are you standing there, doing nothing?. Take this down!."
Olivia points at a pile of dirty dishes.
I don't know this gorgeous, sexy lady with killer curves, but I'm beginning to dislike her.
I scramble at her cold, authoritative voice.
I take the dirty dishes out.
In the corridor,
I stand staring at Freddy's room door for some time. Asking myself whether to barge in or not. I have a passcard. But anytime a maid uses it, the machines record it.
Freddy didn't send for me, it won't be proper to barge into his room.
It's unethical and I can be fired.
He can even be accused of stealing.
More to this, I can't take these dirty plates to his room!. So what can I do?.
Or it's time I give up on this apology. It's sucks.
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"I need to relax!."
They both say it at the same time but in two distinct places.