As I followed Kayla and Charles into the house I couldn't help but think of what Mr.Lanton had said to me. I mean, he practically demanded me to dress skimpy for him like I was his personal slave here to do whatever he wanted me to. Still I had a feeling that this was all planned out somehow and boy do I want whatever was planned to happen. But I'm a professional and I only do things like that when I drink, and even then I can control myself. I've never been wild but for some odd reason I wanted to be when he came around. Just looking at him motion for me to come to him at that very moment made my knees weak. Even the breath that hit my ear with his words made me squirm as I stood there listening to his every word. I slightly treasured having him that close, so close that I could feel the heat radiating off of him and wrapping me up like a warm blanket. He had never came that close to me before, never even looked my way. Just the thought of what had just happened sent my head spinning in circles.
We walked up a lovely set of spiraling stairs and down a long hallway stopping halfway through. The walls were a soft beige color and it made the black, white and red artwork along the walls stand out even more. The mahogany doors were so large that they almost reached the ceiling and they were just as beautiful as the dark brown marble tiles that decorated the floor.
"Miss Easton, your room. Dinner will be served in an hour." Charles said showing Kayla into her room.
"Mhm, thanks Charles. When you show Nikki to her room I would love for you to come back and show me how the shower works." She winked and slowly walked into her room, making sure to poke out her butt, and shut the door.
Charles turned to me with a bright red face as he extended his arm to usher me toward my room.
"Umm ok. So like is my room across from hers or a few doors down from her?" I asked with a puzzled and slightly nervous look on my face.
"Oh no ma'am. Mr.Lanton specifically requested that your room be right next to his." He said as he began to walk down the hall again.
"Did he tell you why he needed me down here? I mean is there something special about this room, or something?"
"Not at all, Miss Blackwel. The only information I received was what room to prepare for you and a spare room in case you are ever uncomfortable in the original room that you are placed in. I was asked, however, to place a few specific items in each room, special, for both you and Miss Easton, but I never question Mr. Lanton on any decision he makes for himself or the guests that he invites over."
"He must have plenty of 'guests' over." I said slightly in a questioning tone, while rolling my eyes.
"Mr. Lanton is not the typical 'billionaire playboy' that you may see him as, if that's what you're getting at. As a matter of fact, it is very rare that he brings a lady here, and this specific room has only been used by one other person whom, might I add, was very dear to him. Besides family events this house is typically empty or used for business purposes only." He stopped in front of a large door at the left end of the hallway. "Your room Miss Blackwel. Mr. Lanton, should you need him, will be in the room directly at the end of the hall, just to your right. Dinner will be served in exactly one hour."
"Thanks." I said quietly, blushing at what he had just explained to me.
I walked into the room slowly and instantly fell into a trance because of its beauty and size. It was such a gentle yet sophisticated look. The walls were a soft lavender, the windows and doors were framed in the brightest white. The dresser and nightstands were all white with golden knobs. The bed was a California king littered with pillows with lavender sheets and a white curtain above it. The floor was white marble and across from the bed was the largest tv I had ever seen. There was a double door leading out to a large balcony with a breath taking view of the city. There was a beautiful black marble floor in the bathroom. The walls were white and in one corner there was a large jacuzzi tub that had an almost transparent curtain around it and in the other corner there was a walk in shower. There was a double sink and mirrors all around the room.
These two weeks here are going to be so peaceful. I thought as I stripped myself turned the shower on and entered.
After my shower I walked back into the bedroom to dress and noticed a neatly written note on the nightstand next to the bed. I picked it up and read it aloud to myself with butterflies in my belly.
Dear Miss Blackwel ,
I hope you are enjoying the room I hand picked for you. I took the liberty of putting you as close to me as possible. I hope that everything is set up to your liking. I also requested that you have a bottle of your favorite liquor, 1738, placed on your dresser. Please feel free to have as much as you want, just not too much, I wouldn't want you feeling sick. Dinner will be soon. Remember to dress sexy, wink wink. I look forward to seeing you downstairs.
P.S. Prepare for the best two weeks of your life.
XOXOXOXO Ryan
1738??!!!!! Dress sexy??!!!!!!!! This has got to be a joke. That's it, I'm being pranked. There's no way my hot ass boss, aka CEO of Long Life Loan Company, aka Mr. June in this year's hottie calendar, and cover guy for People magazine, would ever want to do anything with me, the chubby assistant. I just don't understand what the hell could be going on. The more I think about it, the more pissed off I'm getting.
I sighed laying back on the bed and thought things through. I don't know where this is going but it's stressing me out. Maybe I should leave before things get even weirder.....Or maybe...... I sat up slightly and looked at the bottle of 1738. Maybe just one shot...............
