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"Welcome to THE GOLDEN ROSE Miss.Valeria Roman's"
The voice that greeted me was undeniably the most alluring and seductive voice. With a subtle turn, I found myself facing a woman of unparalleled beauty.
"Hello dear, I'm Ethena Vasilios,"
she introduced herself, extending a perfectly manicured hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you,"
I replied, reciprocating the handshake.
Even without her heels, she towered over me by at least a foot. Her wine-red curls cascaded in a Marilyn Monroe-esque style, framing her sculpted cheekbones and jawline. A shade of red lipstick adorned her lips, harmonizing with her hair's hue. Her figure spoke volumes about her dedication to fitness, hinting at a strict Pilates regimen.
"I see you've already had a look around. Follow me; I'll guide you to the dressing room and your accommodation."
"Apartment?"
", my dear. Although I'm surprised , we typically reserve apartments for performers who have been with us for over a year."
Ethena led me through a long hallway, revealing multiple stage rooms along the way. Some doors were painted a deep red, while others gleamed with a golden hue.
"These red doors are for our VIP guests," Ethena explained, gesturing towards them. "And the golden ones are reserved for shareholders or those with platinum memberships."
At the very end stood a massive double door, towering at least nine feet tall. Its matte black surface was adorned with intricate golden designs and carvings.
"Madam Ehtena..What about this one?"
She gave me a suggestive smile."
"This one, my dear, is only for the owner and his best friend, Mr. Rafel and Mr. Vincent," Ethena remarked with a hint of exclusivity in her tone.
Rafel Valentino...His name was enough to send a tingling sensation in my body.
With that, she led me upstairs to another hallway, guiding me to the dressing room.
"For the next three days, you're expected to sit and observe how things operate here. Your first show will commence four days from today. Until then, feel free to explore and enjoy the city of Milan,"
Next, she led me to the elevator located at the end of the lobby on that floor. Pressing the button for the top floor, we ascended to what I assumed were the apartments above.
But I was never happy about being proven wrong until now. Because What I had assumed to be a simple flat with one bedroom turned out to be a massive penthouse.
I stood there in awe once again as Ethena handed me the membership card and a spare key.
"From today onward, this is your new home," she announced with a smile. "And don't worry, you won't have to share this with anyone."
Stepping into the penthouse, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and satisfaction. The expansive living area grep view of the city skyline, bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun.
Moving further into the space, I admired the carefully curated decor that spoke of elegance and taste. The spacious bedroom beckoned with its plush bedding and sleek design, promising comfort and relaxation after long days of performances.
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CRIMSON KISSES
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