The Countess

4.

I open the door slowly looking around to see nothing misplaced or moved. I sigh looking over at the crib, my heart pounding as I step towards my child. I hear his faint breathing as I look down at him. My hands shake as I pick him up holding him in my arms.

"My beautiful baby, momma is very sorry she hasn't been around" I whisper stroking the side of his face, or what is supposedly a face. He sturs as I stroke his cheek.

I smile down at him, tears slowly rolling down my face.

I slowly put him back in the crib wiping my tears as I walked out of the room locking the door so no one goes into that room, and if anyone did they wouldn't be able to live to see the next day.

I make sure to fix myself up before walking down the hall heading to the lobby. As I walk through the hall I notice all the people that stay here. Junkies, married men who are cheating on there wife, stuck up 20 year olds who only party, prostitutes, and much more fucked up people.

Its sad to see how low this hotel got over the past decades. This hotel used to be one of the best around. Actors and famous singers would come to stay here. Now all we have stay here is shitty people from this generation.

It sickens me to see how much people have changed. Now people have more power to hurt one another, for example the internet. It's truly sad.

As I reach the lobby I start to look around to see if anyone or anything has arrived, and of course that was a no. Everything was the same as yesterday. I walk upstairs heading to the bar deciding to see my Liz. I stop as I see her talking to a young man who I have never seen before. I look over him as they talk taking in his beauty. He was absolutely beautiful. Tall, lightly tanned skin, black hair that looked to be shaved at the sides with a small red strip at the top, but something caught my eye as I look over his face. A large cut was trailing down his cheek. It was obviously fresh by how raw it looked.

I remove my gaze away from the cut to his body. His figure looking slim, tasty, and well built. He looked troubled and bad, Just what I like.

I smile walking over to them ready to see this mysterious beauty up close. I see that Liz had spotted me as she turned around grabbing a glass. The man turns his head to look at me and I smirk watching him trail his eyes down my slim figure. He looks back up to my me and I see his smirk grow as I sit next to him.

Liz pours my dark red beverage into the glass and puts the container away. I smile at her and she smiles back leaning over onto the counter. I see the man look at my glass and then back at me with a confused look on his face, probably wondering what my drink is.

I smile and sip my beverage looking at the both of them.

"Liz!, how has it been?, I haven't seen you in quite a while now." I greet smiling at her. She laughs placing her hand on the counter looking at the man who still sat next to me.

"Its been good. Same old thing every day" she says walking back to the bottles pouring herself a drink. I nodd and look over to the man and smirk at him. His grin grows as I look him up and down.

"May I ask who your friend is?" I question looking over at Liz. Her expression falls slightly but quickly goes back as she smiles about to talk but the man beats her to it.

"I'm Tristan" he says holding his hand out. I place my hand in his and he brings it up to his lips placing a small kiss on it before letting go.

"Tristan, what a lovely name. You may call me countess" I said. He nodds sipping his drink looking at me.
"Tell me about yourself Tristan" I question turning my body to face him. He smirks finishing his drink placing the glass on the table. Liz stands there silent watching us but I pay no attention to her.

"I'm a model and actor but I think I blew it today because of what I did" he laughs as Liz pours more into the glass before walking off to wherever.

"And how did you do that Tristan?" I ask moving closer to him, slowly placing my hand on his knee. He looks down at my hand then back up to me. His eyes glowing with lust and his smirk grew.

"You've probably already noticed this" he laughs pointing to the cut on his cheek. I smile removing my hand from his knee and slowly up to his cheek tracing the cut with my finger. He winced but quickly shook it off as I traced my finger over his jawline removing my hand as I leaned back smirking at him. I could feel his heat and it was making me eager.

"My asshole agent wouldn't shut up. All he wanted from me was my looks since I was the best looking model. I made him the most money, but his greedy ass wouldn't share. So I ruined his most valuable thing which was my face. I was angry and wasn't thinking and now I'm stuck with the bullshit" he says pointing to his cheek. I nod looking over his cut which was now bleeding, but Tristan didn't seem to care.

"Would you believe me if I said I could help you get rid of your little problem?" I ask looking at him. He raises his eyebrow looking at me with a slight grin.

"And how would you do that?" He ask moving closer to me. I smirk moving my body right next to his placing my hand on his chest. I feel his heart beat faster as I move myself next to his ear.

"Why don't we go and see how?" I whisper into his ear pulling away completely, standing up. I look at him putting my hand out. He looks at my hand and smirks grabbing it standing up. I smile and began walking down the stairs to the elevator heading to my room.

This is going to be fun.