Heartbreak Hotel • jb( EDITING)

March 26, 1999

It was nearing 8:15 pm as Karen, the desk clerk, left to pack her bags. The night shift clerk made her way towards the front desk just as Karen was heading out.

I haven't run into Justin at all today, seeing as he's been busy with other paperwork from his companies back home. I know I need to force him to tell me what happened between his dad and father.

Noting the fact that I may have gone through his phone and caught some information on the situation. 

I would get it out of him somehow. He's so hard headed, it makes everything ten times more difficult. This feeling of desire when I get close to him needs to go too.

I need to get myself in check. And last time I checked he was my partner for business, not pleasure. I headed towards the front desk to see the night shift clerk sitting down reading a magazine.

"Do we not get any late check-ins?" I ask starting a conversation I had no interest in.

"No miss. If we get late check-ins they are usually during the afternoon." She says.

"Is that what Karen told you?" I ask.

"Yes." She chuckles.

I look at her skin-tight uniform. Her breast on the verge of popping right out, as thin lines appear at her sides showing how tight it really was.

I would complain about the uniform but knowing Justin would have the biggest break-down if he didn't see some exposure to the skin on the female workers, I choose to ignore it.

Also the fact he's my partner and I'm not the boss.

Compromise is what I'd have to deal with if I opened my mouth about the uniforms.

I walk away as I give her a tight-lipped smile. I didn't even know her name or care to check the name tag on the higher part of her chest.

I walk back towards the office to see the door closed.

I open the door to be welcomed into an empty room. Only the wind slightly moving papers on the desk.

I go over to the small window and pull it down as I look at the clock in the room.

8:45 pm.

Justin couldn't have left. For him, it would be too early. I close the office door as I make my way out with my papers on top of the file cabinet.

I've been calling father for a couple days now, but he'd only send me to voicemail.

After the grand opening, I knew he'd somehow become distant once again. I hope he doesn't give Kelly the same treatment.

I walk to the elevators in desperate need to talk to Justin about what really happened. I needed to know and I won't back out till I get all the details about his dad and mine.

It's like everyone likes leaving me in the dark.

I walk into the elevator and press the Penthouse button. Knowing he couldn't have left, he's probably up there.

I make my way down the straight hallway and by the two big doors that lead to the Penthouse.

I knock once, no answer.

As I was about to head back thinking he probably did leave, I heard shuffling on the other side.

The left side opened big as it revealed a dripping Justin with only black pants on.

His hair dripped to the side of his face as his bare chest heaved up and down slowly.

Black tattoos are drawn over his arms and chest, down his stomach. They looked as if they were carved delicately.

It was art.

His pants were sticking to his skin as his underwear band was still visible to the eyes. His zipper halfway done but not showing anything that shouldn't be showing,  and his belt loosely hanging.

I closed my open mouth.

"I- 'm sorry, I -didn't know you were -" I start not being able to finish.

He smirks. He fucking smirks.

"Come in, and thanks for interrupting my interesting shower. " He says as I walk in closing the door behind me.

"Interesting?" I question.

"Let's just say showering wasn't the only thing I was doing in there." He says with a small chuckle leaves his lips.

The place was big. It had the nicest view of the city, as white leather sofas were placed by the glass windows.

Art hanging from the walls here and there. The wooden tables were set around with one big table that held drinks.

"If someone is in here, I'll come back later I -" I started. My cheeks heated in embarrassment. He had a woman up here, in the shower with him. What if she just walks out naked in here.

"Angelina, there's no one in here, it's just me." He says lowly, his lips curving upwards as he lets himself have a drink.

I didn't want to come up with conclusions to what he was doing in the shower alone so I left that subject there.

"What are you here for?" He asks from the other side of the room staring at me. His eyes burning right through me.

I ignore the bitterness that laces in his voice.

"I'm sorry for yesterday, and I need you to tell me." I say. He sighs as he knows exactly what I'm talking about.

We both sat down on the sofa.

"Your father and my dad use to work together. They ran one company together and became the best of friends. My dad got married, and mom became pregnant with me. It was the exact time my dad needed to make good money to support his family. Your dad left the business. He signed all papers and all the money from the company became under his name. He took everything leaving my family to suffer. My mom had to start working while pregnant. Your dad never thought about the pain - ." He started but got up and took his hair in his hands.

He tugged at his hair and pushed it back.

"It was the past, My dad said he came back and begged for forgiveness. He begged and tried to give everything to my dad. However, we didn't accept it. Instead, he was forgiven by my father. " He says as he sighs.

"I'm so sorry, I - I never had an idea, I'm so sorry." I start.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, it wasn't you." He says.

"Do- do you forgive him?" My voice breaking.

How could someone do that to a friend?

I couldn't help but feel sadness for his family. To hear of a mother who struggled while pregnant was horrid.

He stares at me for what felt like internity. His eyes slowly falling down my body and back up to my face.

His eyes burn right through me as he holds such an intense stare as if he's carefully studying all the small details on my face.

I could just feel the heat radiating off his body as he sits perched up on the table from across the room.

"I do now." He says his eyes not once leaving mine.

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