TAMED

Nine

It's better to be alone than to be with someone who only makes you feel alone.

I arrived at The Ritz four hours later. My legs were sagging and aching due to the long drive that I wince when I tried stretching them.

When I climb out of the car, I can feel how my ass hurts a lot. I slowly clutch my small travelling bag and headed directly to the reception area.

On my way, my eyes roam around. The lavishly luxurious hallways of the hotel haven't changed. Maybe a touched up from the tiniest piece but the high ceilings and elegant chandeliers hanging were still the same.

As I handed my V.I.P. card to the lady at the front desk, I saw how her face lights up upon recognizing my name. And a very sweet and demure smile plastered on her Rep lips.

"Welcome to the Ritz,.my lady. I hope you will enjoy your stay here. "she rants obviously stating her memorized line. Same old boring lines everytime I visited here.

I look her straight to the eye with a serious and annoyed expression while my fingers impatiently tapped the counter. " Can I have my room now?"I say, making my voice sent the message to her that she's an annoying bitch.

Her smile fades a little but as though realizing something, she was so quick to recover her fake smile.

"Of course, my lady. It'll be a minute. Our supervisor will personally -"

But I raise my hand in the air making her stop speaking. "No. I want my room now not in a minute. And I can walk there by myself. See, I have two legs?" I can't help to be sarcastic and rude. She's so damn annoying with her forced poise or fake smile. Or maybe I just really hate everyone around me. But then so what?

Her face went pale obviously appalled. "O..of course, my lady. Here's your card and the room key. I mean your room key. "she stutters.

I just raise my right brow in acknowledgement after she handed the key and my card back. No need to say thanks. It's her job.

I then walked away immediately. Travelling down the long hallways while stopping sometime to check the room number. When I found the right number, third room to the left, I quickly insert the key and hurriedly swung the door open.

A very huge and luxurious suite welcomed my eyes. It's exactly the royalty suite and the red velvety carpets and couch's cushions were quite marvellous. When I stepped inside, my heels touches the thick carpet tempting me to take off my shoes and walk bare foot.

After for some minutes of walking back and forth, I slammed my small bag on the couch fronting a very large flat screen television. And then my body followed immediately. My legs were still aching but I badly needed to have some little shopping now. The clothes I brought were too inappropriate and just few knowing I would probably staying here for a while.

Thinking of staying, I can't help but take a very deep sigh. I have no exact plans of how long will be my stay here. This was just supposed to be my short gateway for my boredom. And I don't have the slightest idea that this will be my escape.

After I washed my face with a cool water and brushed my hair twice, I quickly went back outside to do a short stop shopping. Just few clothes, perfumes and make up matches the France hot summer look. And then I can roam the Paris city at night.

When I passed the lobby again, I spotted the receptionist obviously terrified upon seeing me. But when I stop to look at her, she quickly grab the phone and pretended to be talking with someone through it. Now she's really a total insane bitch! I muttered to myself. I ignored her and continue walking outside.