The Hotel Cortez (a fanfic)

Chapter 3

The next morning, Lauren woke up in bed with Donovan. She began to freak out because she couldn't remember how she ended up there. He was asleep, so she slowly crept up out of the bed. For some odd reason, she only had her bra and underwear on.
As she reached down to pick up her clothes, she could hear Donovan waking up.
"Good Morning." he smiled with a deep raspy voice.
"Morning... Um did we..?" she hinted.
"Have sex? No. You were drunk by the time we left the bar, and asked me to take you to my room. I tried to leave but you asked me to stay the night, and started to take your clothes off.. so yeah." He chuckled as he stood up.
"Oh. Well thank you? I guess... I'm not saying it would of been bad if we did... but.."
"Don't worry. I get what your saying... And if we did, you'd remember." said Donovan, as reached down to grab his jeans.
Lauren was amused by his amazing body. His rock hard abs made her blush. She walked towards him.
"What?" He smiled.
Then she quickly went in for a kiss.
Donovan placed his big hand on the side of her face, and started to get into it.
Then she pulled away.
"I'm so sorry. What am I doing." she questioned herself; brushing her long blonde hair back.
"Is there something wrong?" He asked.
"No. I just.. feel like it's too early. I just met you yesterday and now this? I don't know... You probably think I'm a wh*re or something." said Lauren with guilt.
"Don't say that. You are a beautiful, intelligent, smart girl. You just have morals, that's all." he said, as he brushed the hair out of her face.
"I really like you, Donovan. I've just had some really bad relationships in the past.. Mostly because I rushed things. And also because they were all d*cks. But still, I don't wanna get hurt again." said Lauren; distracted by his abs.
"I really like you too. And I wanna protect you from getting hurt again... I want you." he said as found himself falling for her.
"Really?" she asked with a smile.
"Yeah, honestly."
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Donovan wasn't for sure if he really liked Lauren or if it was just his hormones speaking.
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Then suddenly, the maid, Mrs Evers knocked on the door.
"Room service." she shouted.
"Hold on." said Donovan as he quickly put his shirt on.
When he opened the door, Mrs Evers had a stack of fresh towels in her hand.
"Why hello, Donovan." she smiled looking into the room.
"I don't know if this is really a good time right now. I'm kind of busy." He said. Then Mrs Evers had a confused look on her face. She could see Lauren sitting on the bed.
"Hm. Shouldn't you be The Countess?" She whispered with a smirk.
"It's a little complicated right now. Come by later." said Donovan as he tried to shut the door on her.
She stopped it with her shoe.
"Just like she would say; don't fall in love." said Mrs Evers with a grin.
Donovan gave her an annoyed look and shut the door in her face.
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"What was that all about?" asked Lauren.
"Oh, just Mrs Evers. She always has her nose in others' business." he said as he turned around.
"Oh.. Well anyways, I was thinking about having a little meeting with Will Drake today. Do you know where I could find him?" she asked as she got her shirt back on.
"Yeah. He's usually in his office on the top floor. I can take you there if you need me to." Donovan offered.
"Nah it's okay. We can meet back up tonight if you want though." She said grabbing her purse from the floor.
"Yeah I'd love that." He smiled.
"Alright. Well I gotta get going. I'll see you later." She said; slowly kissing him on the lips.
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As she walked out into the hall, Donovan checked her out. He was a little disappointed that he didn't get laid. But this girl was different... She was worth the wait.
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As Lauren turned the corner of the long hallway, a woman in a black dress placed a cloth over Lauren's nose and mouth. After about 30 seconds, Lauren passed out onto the floor. It was The Countess.
"Do you need help Elizabeth?" Mrs Evers asked coming from behind her.
"No I can take it from here. Thanks for telling me." said The Countess looking down at Lauren's unconscious body.
She grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her down the hall. She was taking her back to the penthouse.
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Meanwhile, Will Drake and Tristan laid in Will's bed with nothing on.
"When are you gonna tell her you're gay?" asked Will, as he laid his head on Tristan's chest.
"I'm not. I'm bi, there's a difference." said Tristan looking up at the ceiling.
"Yeah but still... I want you for myself. And I also still wanna know how she got that cut cleared on your face?" he asked.
"It's complicated. If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." Tristan responded.
"What's so complicated about a few beauty products and some good makeup?" Will asked with confusion.
Tristan stood up and hiked his muscled leg up on the bed.
"Suck my d*ck and I'll tell you." he grinned.
Will got up on his knees and leaned down. As he slowly sucked on Tristan, his light blue eyes glided up Tristan's body.
"Ah yeah." Tristan groaned looking up at the ceiling again.
"Now are you gonna tell me?" asked Will with a smile.
"Keep going and I will."
Tristan grabbed the back of Will's head and slowly moved his hips.
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By the time Elizabeth got Lauren to the penthouse... Lauren was starting to come out of her unconsciousness.
"Where am I?" She whispered as her eyes adjusted.
"Hello." said The Countess, as she flipped her onto the couch.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"The question is... Who are you, and what were you doing with Donovan?"
"How do you know about me and Donovan?" Lauren questioned.
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Elizabeth walked over to a silver table and poured herself a drink.
"Would you like something?" she asked.
"No I don't want a drink. Who are you?" asked Lauren with frustration.
"I'm The Countess. The women in charge around here.. And when someone like you starts screwing around with my guests.. I want to have a talk with them." She said with rage.
"Screwing around? I just checked in yesterday. I don't know what you're talking about." Lauren quickly responded.
"Oh of course you don't. That would explain why you're hair is slightly f*cked up and you came crawling out of Donovan's room with a smile on your face. Hmm?" said Elizabeth slamming her drink down.
"We didn't do anything. I met with him at the bar last night, and got wasted. He was just trying to be a gentlemen by making sure I got to bed." said Lauren with an attitude.
"Well, even if you didn't... You still wanted to. I mean, look at him, who wouldn't?... But, I will warn you; he's not what you think he is. He's much darker than what he appears." said Elizabeth as she lit up a cigarette.
"This is stupid. You don't even know me. I'm leaving." said Lauren as she stormed for the silver door.
"Okay! You can have it that way. But trust me... this isn't over." Elizabeth smiled.
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Lauren flipped her off, and slammed the door. As she walked down the hall, she could hear someone coming around the corner. She was curious, so she ran over to a window and hid behind the curtain. As she waited for the person to get closer, she realized that what she was doing was ridiculous. But she was intrigued to find out more about the mysterious countess.
When the person in the hall walked passed her, she peeked out of the curtain. It was the lady from the reception desk, Iris.
"Elizabeth!" Iris shouted; banging on the door.
The Countess opened it with the cigarette in her mouth.
"What?" she asked with hate.
"Where's Donovan? I can't find him anywhere." asked Iris.
"Probably in his room. He's probably sobbing because I left his sorry a**." said Elizabeth trying to shut the door.
"That is my son. I don't want to hear you disrespect him like that. And keep smoking... Maybe you'll die of lung cancer." said Iris throwing shade back.
"Hm you're funny." The Countess smiled as she blew smoke in Iris's face.
"You disgust me." she said and then left the room.
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Once The Countess shut her door, Lauren came out from behind the curtain.
"Ma'am?" She whispered.
"Yes." said Iris turning around.
"Can I have a talk with you?"
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Meanwhile, Will wrapped his legs around Tristan while he was rocked back and forth by Tristan's dominance. Tristan thrusted in and out of Will as sweat dripped down his abs. They both deeply moaned.
"Do you have fangs?" Will asked.
"No. We-we don't bite. We cut." Tristan stuttered due to the intensifying pleasure.
"I want - I want you to turn me." said Will, as he placed his hands on Tristan's back.
"Okay. I will later." Tristan said as he started to c*m.
"Mmm." moaned Will.
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Tristan slowly stopped thrusting and collapsed beside him.
"I love you." Will said looking over at him.
"I love you too." Tristan responded.