She spent a few minutes, admiring the layout of the room, while she spoke to Alice telling her about her adventure of the day.
"Well I'll let you get in some rest, I wouldn't want you to be too tired for Prince Charming." she teased her.
"Okay okay!" Bianca said goodbye before laying on the huge bed she had all to herself. She quickly set an alarm on her phone and within a few minutes she was fast asleep.
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Waking up to her alarm, at exactly half pass five. Bianca rolled out of bed going over to the washroom to release herself. She spent her time bathing and accessorizing herself for the evening. Just as the doorbell rang, she saw the clock showed 6:00.
Opening the door she was greeted by Mr. Corsino, dressed in a black soft pants with a white shirt. "Are you ready?" he asked making her eyes Elevate to his face.
"Yes." she said closing the door behind her. "Where are we going?" she asked.
"For dinner in the most beautiful restaurant in all of Greece." he stated.
"Is it one of yours?" she asked, not wanting anymore surprises from him.
"It's my father's, Victor Corsino!" he said. Just the sound of the name sent chills through her spine, but she decided to shrug it off, continuing with the night.
"So you own a hotel, what else do you do?" she asked him a bit curious about his status as they walked to the car.
"I own half of Greece." was all he said to her as they entered the elevator. He was was careful not to to give her a lot of details as to expose who he truly were.
"Really?" she asked him a bit surprised by his response.
"I don't really like to boast about it, but yes I do." he confessed.
The rest of the trip Bianca would question him about the History of Greece, until they got to the restaurant.
The restaurant looked like a medium sized, Greek palace on the outside. As they stepped in, they were greeted by a few tables some crowded with families, a few empty and a few couples. But they were escorted to the exit at the back of the restaurant where they were seated on the balcony, under the stars.
The waiter brought them a bottle of wine, to which Mr. Corsino opened and began pouring into her glass, not bothering to ask if she wanted any.
"So Ms. Sabella." he said making her cut him off.
"Please call me Bianca." she stated not really accustomed to being call by that name.
"Bianca." he said as if feeling it on his tongue before he continued, "Tell me what do you like, so I can make sure your stay here is worth your wild."
They spent most of their evening talking about the fine things in life that they enjoyed, revealing that they had a lot in common apart from the different lives they both lived.
"What brought you to Greece of all places?" Mr. Corsino asked her.
"It has always been my dream destination." she stated.
"So why now?" he pressed.
After a few minutes of staring into his eyes, she said, "An escape from reality."
"Can your reality be tht bad that you pick up yourself and flew to Greece all by yourself?" he asked.
"Yes it can actually." she informed him.
"Care to tell?" he asked so sincerely but maintaining his authoritative demeanor.
Without a second thought, she found her telling him about herself. "My parents abandoned me when I was twelve, that was around the same time I met Derrick who I grew to love dearly, we later got married until three weeks ago."
