TORTURE

Chapter 6 -THE DEVIL BOUGHT ME DINNER-

I found myself squinting when I finally awoke from the bright afternoon sun shining in my eyes. I search around for my phone to look at the time and to my surprise I realised id been asleep for hours . it was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon and the sky was a bright orange colour . I lift my bag onto the bed and open it up to find an outfit to wear. once I've found some I lay it out on the bed and head to the bathroom to take a shower . once I'm done I put on a pair of white shorts and a tropical button up and some cologne . I fix my hair in the mirror and pack all my stuff back into the bag an sit down to make the dinner reservations.

Vegas

there was something about Pete, some magnetic pull so strong I couldn't ignore it at times. "Mr Vegas" I hear a flirtatious voice behind me pulling me out of my thoughts. I'm sat on the edge of the bed of some expensive hotel room sipping a glass of red wine as a male stripper kneels behind me and places his hands on my chest . suddenly I feel a warm tongue on my neck as I close my eyes when suddenly they shoot straight open when gunshots are heard right outside the door.

The man behind me jumps in fright. I push him aside and pull my gun from its holster pointing it at the door as if at any minute some psyco killer was gonna barge in shooting at us both. But nothing happens.

"Mr vegas" he sounded scared , like a child unsure and frightened of what might happen. Unlike him this wasn't an uncommon occurance in my life. Many people wanted my head on stick.

"Shut up and stay here" I command him edging towards the door. I open it slightly looking out but all I see is my body gaurds in the hall. "What's going on?" I ask in a hushed tone. "The threats been secured sir ,no need to worry" one informs me . "Nicos gone to investigate " the other mentions. I nod understanding and close the door again.

"We're good " I say unbuttoning the rest of my shirt . He still seemed shaken up. "Pathetic " i sigh under my breath. "Shall we continue or do I need to call someone else" I knew it was a partial threat, if I called someone else he wouldn't be paid and he obviously knew I paid well because his eyes widened and he quickly made his way over to me. "No its fine we'll continue " he tells me about to put his hands on me but I swiftly push him backwards onto the bed attacking him like pray.

Pete

Once it was seven pm I step out the hotel room almost symotaneously to tay. He holds his arm out for me to take "my lady" he teases doing a little bow. I couldn't help but snort at his attempt to be funny. "Such a gentleman" I say hooking my arm with his.

"So where to on this fine evening " he continues with the English accent which I couldn't entertain anymore, mostly because if I tried I'd embarrass myself.

"Well I saw this really cozy looking restaurant on the Internet that's not too far from here. It's about 10 minute walk according to maps and it's even got a center bar" I explain excitedly.

I loved going on trips mainly because I get to plan everything . I enjoy trying new places and getting to experience different cultural foods.

We followed the map to the location and walk up to a nice looking restaurant with a man in a suit at the door. "Good evening gentleman welcome to Botanica " the man greets us with a smile . "We have a reservation " I say almost too proudly of my ability to book a reservation at an English restaurant over the phone.
"Name?" The man asks looking at the screen of his ipad. "Pete" I say and the man immediately nods.

"Okay gentleman if you follow me this way I'll take you to your table" he says walking inside.
We follow him onto a terrace where he places two menus on the table. "The bars just over there to help yourself to any drinks , a waiter will be with you to take your orders soon" he says before leaving us to it.