The Alpha and Beta's Mates

Chapter Sei

Dante Armani's POV

That was a hella long flight. My back aches and I might have serious jet lag. I quickly stepped out of the family private jet and walked to the black limo waiting for me.

The short chauffeur quickly held the door open for me to get in.
I sat in the limo for a while. Although It was not moving, I guess he was collecting my luggage. I thought of Donatello and decided to give him a call.
He also left for Consenza this afternoon. I told him i landed already and off course teased him as usual before ending the call.

The car started moving and I used that opportunity to rest my head. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day. Suddenly I felt the car stop and I opened my eyes. The short guy opened the door.

"We are here sir" He said.
I cleared my throat and stepped out of the car.

"This is Four Seasons Hotel sir....it's a five star hotel. I hope you like it" He spoke again

I didn't bother looking at him, I just walked into the hotel and was welcomed in by a French blonde woman. She kept Starring at me and in nothing less than a minute are cheeks were red. I just ignored her immediately and looked around for the receptionist. I spotted her desk and walked straight to it.

"Good evening sir! Any reservation?" She asked politely. I could tell she was trying really hard to keep a straight face and be professional.

"Dante Armani" I responded. She slowly checked her log and gave me a card to my suites.

"Umm! Mr Dante please let me walk you to your room" She added.

"No problem!" I responded.

She immediately left her position and adjusted her clothes with an intention to show some cleavage.
I'm used to ladies being like this with me, so I was not even surprised. They all seems to want me but what can I say, a man can only eat as much as he's mouth can chew.
We took the elevator and finally arrived at my room. It was huge, just the way I like it. My luggage was brought in and I looked at the young lady standing beside me, looking at me like she might start eating me soon if I don't send her out.
"Can you leave?" I almost yelled at her. She was shocked for two seconds before walking out in embarrassment.
I wonder what she was thinking. The ladies here are perhaps worse than Italian women. I was too exhausted to think of anything else. I took my luggage into a room and jumped on the bed. I really can't tell what happened after then. I slept off

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Amelia's POV
It's been two days since I got to France and I'm having so much fun! but right now I was exhausted. I begged my dad to book me a five star hotel suite in Paris. I wanted to enjoy this holiday to the fullest. I wish Mirabella came with me. We would have had so much fun together but I guess she wasn't ready and besides she has not shifted yet. I hope she finds her mate on her birthday.
She believes I will miss her eighteen birthday but in actual sense, I plan on giving her big a surprise.
She was there for me throughout my hard times, I will be nothing but a terrible friend if I miss the most important day of her life.

My driver stopped in front of a huge building with 'Four Seasons Hotel' writing boldly on it.
I giggled and quickly made my way to the reception.
"Salut...je m'appelle Amelia Salvatore. Pouvez-vous s'il vous plaît vérifier ma réservation s'il vous plaît? (hi... my name is Amelia Salvatore. Can you kindly check my reservation please?)". I asked the blonde lady which I assume is the receptionist. She smiled at me and confirmed my reservation. She handed me my room card and described my room to me.

I thought they normally show people to their rooms. I shrugged and walked straight to the elevator. I got out and started walking to my room when I suddenly bumped into a janitor and his cleaning cart.
"Omg! I am so sorry...je suis désolé" I apologized
"No problem ma'am" He responded.
I realized my room card fell off during the encounter so I bent down to pick my card and walked off to look for my room.

I checked the number on the card again and realized I have been looking for room twelve instead of twenty one.
I gave my self a mental slap and dragged my box to the other end of the hallway. I should have accepted the help of the French man that offered to help me with my bag, I have been struggling with the heavy thing, since I lost my way on this never ending hallway.
I finally found room twenty one. I sighed in relief and swiped the door open with my card.

It was huge!. I giggled in happiness and dragged my bag in. I ran around checking out the space and dragged my bag to the first room I spotted. It was massive and luxurious. I walked to the bathroom and the jacuzzi immediately pulled me in. It was so classy, all I could think of was to bath in it. I immediately started running hot water and added some bubbles.
I quickly walked back to the room to get my toiletries. I wrapped a thick fluffy robe around my small body after stripping out my clothes. I picked up the red wine and glass sitting on my bed stand and grabbed my phone on my way back to the bathroom.
I switched the chandelier to a night theme bulb and slipped into my hot bubble bathtub. Damn! I felt my muscles relax. I opened the wine and poured myself a glass. I have a jacuzzi back in Italy but it's nothing like this one. Everything was just perfect!...it would have been much more perfect if my mate was here with me, I thought.
I sighed for what seems like the third time before picking up my phone to take a picture for Instagram. Nothing should spoil my night!

After what seems like good thirty minutes, I started feeling dizzy, I knew, if I don't get out of this jacuzzi, I will be dead by tomorrow and dying in a bathtub is not my style at all.
I slowly got out and fixed my robe around me again before walking to my room and tucking my self under the sheets. I immediately took a long ride to Lala land.

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Too short but it can only get better
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