When freedom strikes

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(Bella up above)

"I don't wanna do this anymore Jason." As I stare at my boyfriend of three years I feel nothing.. at least not anymore. "It's how we make our money baby.. you know that." He turns to look at me, those green eyes I used to love so much holding nothing but lust and greed. He used to be so sweet, always taking me on dates, telling me I'm beautiful. Now he's just.. different.

Turning away from him I stare at myself in the mirror while thinking, 'Wait until I get out of here.' Jason wraps his tattooed arms around my waist and begins kissing my neck. without thinking I turn my head away from him feeling completely disgusted by his actions of "love". Before I could process what's happening Jason grabs my ponytail with so much force I fall backwards. His hand connects with my face and I'm left seeing spots. "Don't EVER pull away from me... Do you understand?" I can't see him to speak to him so I just nod. The door slams shut and I'm left on my own trying to get oriented.

It takes a few minutes for my eyesight to come back, and when it does I look at myself in the mirror. I cant help but to gasp at the sight of myself, my eye is already turning a dark blue and the swelling wastes no time in making its presence known. Fucking perfect I think to myself before grabbing my favorite sunglasses and sliding them over my face. Now was not the time for me to wallow in self pity, I had a client to meet. 

I take a few deep breaths before opening the bedroom door and quickly making a clean exit from our apartment. Avoiding Jason has become a sport for me at this point, I deserve a gold metal. The walk over to DiScO Hotel was a quiet one, there was hardly any people outside and the wind was quiet. Usually the wind in New York is ready to blow someone away.

 Once I'm in front of the hotel I put on my most seductive smile before squaring my shoulders and walking inside. The man behind the front desk doesn't even try to hide the fact that he's looking at me. His eyes linger on my breast a little to long before he finally looks up at my face which is covered by my trusty Dolce's. "Hello beautiful, what can I do for you?" Upon closer inspection I notice the oil lining his beard and the greasy undertone of his hair and almost gag.

"I'm here to see Mr. Green." I don't miss a beat as I flip my curls over my shoulder allowing him to catch the scent of my perfume. The creepy man whiffs the air with a heavy breath before handing me a big silver key. "He's in the king suite darlin." Grabbing the key I turn and make my way to the elevator, swishing my hips as I walk away. Once the elevator doors close I slump back against the wall and sigh. It was so draining having to put on a fake smile in public it makes me more grateful for the few moments I do get to myself before meeting with another client or having to go home and see Jason. The thought of him makes my heart pang but i choose to ignore it.  I close my eyes instead and listen to the soft elevator music until I hear the ping for the 81st floor. "Wow the highest floor in the building.." I whisper as I step out of the elevator and look around.

This floor was nothing like the busy lobby I had just been in. The walls and carpets were a posh green color while the ceiling had the most beautiful angel babies painted on it. The chandeliers that hung from the ceiling glittered in the sunlight casting small rainbows all over, it was absolutely beautiful. Focusing back on what I came for I check the tag on the key, 754, what a strange number to stop at.. When I reach the giant double doors I run my knuckles against the beautiful dark wood doors before inserting the key and entering the room.

There were candles lit up everywhere, not a single light was on. Soft jazz played in the background as I notice a tray on the table that has a single glass of champagne on it. I walk towards the small table and notice there's a card addressed to me.
Enjoy this first little surprise, there's more to come.. wait for me on the bed I'll be there in 10 agapité ángele...
The last part I can't read so I put down the card and grab the glass. The only lights that were on now lead down a dimly lit hallway and they stopped at a giant mahogany door. It was as if whoever this suite belonged to was watching my every move. 

Pushing the door open I peer inside the room, a small gasp escapes my mouth at the site of the large bed with red satin sheets and a blanket that looks like it's made of clouds. There's another tray with another note so I make my way over to the bed. I run my fingers across the duvet and let out a small noise of gratitude for how soft it really was. Picking up the note I read it aloud,

"Check the closet beautiful, there may be something you like in there. This is surprise number 2.. theá."

I try to pronounce the word aloud but fail miserably. Finishing off the champagne that was in my cup i enjoy the view of the city from here, the lights from the buildings outside gave me a feeling of nostalgia. The last time i had a view of the city this good was when I was a child and my parents took me on a helicopter ride over the city, I missed them so bad...

The bed is in the middle of the room facing the windows that were tinted so I could see out but no one could see in. The marble floor is cool against my feet as I remove my heels. There's diamonds on the door handle of the closet and I'm scared to touch them because if one of them falls off I can't afford to fix it. I slowly pull the doors open and my mouth drops when I see the lingerie hanging up. It was royal blue and made out of the same material as the sheets on the bed, it felt like a pillow as I ran my fingers over it. Mr. Green certainly went all out for tonight.

I quickly throw on the set and then run into the bathroom and attempt to do my makeup. I decide to go with a dark blue eye shadow with sliver glitter on both the inside and outside corners of my eyes. I do a simple cat eye with my liner before topping off the look with lashes and a nude lipstick. I scramble onto the bed and attempt to look sexy as I drape the soft sheets in between my legs. The doors swing open just as I'm comfortable and in walks the most handsome man I've ever seen.

He's got to be at least 6'4 and he has the most beautiful dark skin I've ever seen. His eyes are two different colors, one blue and the other brown, giving him an ethereal effect. I watch his eyes as they slowly travel up my body, the intensity of his stare awakening something inside me. When his eyes land on my face his smile disappears and a frown appears, my blood runs cold as he walks closer. Was i not what he was expecting? Oh god i hope that's not the case, I'd hate to go home to that bastard empty handed.  He climbs up onto the bed and leans in really close to my face, my breathing slows down as I stare back into his eyes feeling lost in them.

Mr. Green runs his tongue over his lips, wetting them before speaking. "What happened to your face panemorfi?" The way he pronounces whatever it is he's just called me makes me let out a slight whimper. His breath fans across my face as I attempt to gather myself. "Answer me." When I look up at him he has a crazed look in his eye. "Well.."

Hi guys!! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, things are definitely going to get wild  really soon so stay tuned!
XOXO Kayla