The Only Man I Ever Loved

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The sun danced through the blinds awakening me from my slumber. I examined the room around me. I had left Monaco 4 months ago and I hadn't been back. Paige and I were slumming it in Ibiza this week. We had rented a full villa and we also had a personal chef and maids, talk about luxury.

I soon realised that I wasn't alone in the bed. A brunette male was naked next to me in the bed. I sighed as I could now recall the events of the night previous. I immediately felt disgusted that there was a handsome stranger in my bed. His eyes slowly began to flutter open, I couldn't even remember what this man was called and now I had to kick him out.

Once the one night stand was gone, I got changed and headed out to the garden to sunbathe at our private pool. My head was aching and my mouth had grown dry with dehydration. I picked up my book and began reading the day away. I had been feeling pretty inspired lately, the thought of writing another book was always on my mind.

I was snapped from my life in an alternative universe as Paige appeared stumbling to the pool.

'Why are one night stands so hard to get rid of?' Paige asked when she was submerged into the pool.

'You're telling me. I can't keep up with there names.' I remarked taking a sip of my water. I had got accustom to having a new man around me each night, there was no point learning there names when I was living in this chapter of my life.

'I am never drinking again.' Paige sighed as she laid there floating in the pool.

One of the maids had appeared over me blocking out the sun. 'I am sorry to disturb Miss Montgomery, but there is all call on the phone. It sounds important.'

Panic rushed through my veins. Was it mama? Was it papa? Elliott? Had my deal with the publishers fallen through. Had my passport ran out? My mind instantly went to worst case scenario. I leaped out of the sun lounger and ran to the kitchen.

'Hi, this is Estella.' I said down the phone hoping for good news, I really need good news.

'It's me. Don't hang up.' A monegasque voice replied down the phone.

I frowned instantly. 'How on earth did you get this number Charles.' I snapped down the phone.

'Charles? No, it me Arthur!' The voice explained

'Arthur?' I questioned connecting the dots. 'I do apologise Arthur, I have got quite the hangover today. What can I do for you.' I said down the phone trying to sound happy. My issues where with Charles not Arthur

'I have been trying to contact you all week. I need to meet with you.' Arthur explained. 'And you're going to want to be in person when we have this conversation.'

'I don't know when I am going to be home Arthur.' I sighed down the phone to him. It's not like I could walk down the road to his house anymore.

'I know. You are in Ibiza, I will be there later. I will send you the location if you give me your number.' He laughed at his remark.

I exchanged numbers with Arthur and we were going to meet at 4pm this afternoon. I headed back to the pool to soak up the last of the sun.

'Who was that?' Paige asked, still floating in the pool

'Arthur Leclerc' I responded with a scoff,

'What is it with the Leclerc men always needing you in there lives.' Paige questioned, finally getting out the pool and jumping onto the sunbed next me, obviously getting me soaked.

'I'm just irresistible.' I laugh picking up my book, 'I am meeting him at a restaurant at 4pm, it sounded urgent.'

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