In Love With A Billionaire

Phase II.

The Arthouse Hotel
February 22nd,2020 (6pm)

"Hello, welcome to The Arthouse Hotel. A room for three I presume?..." The hostess perked up and smiled at us. I snorted a bit, cause I know how this really looks. Two big ass black men and a woman, no further explanation.
Baltimore looked at me before he stepped around me and to the desk, the hostess seemed a bit flustered. "No, I'm actually here for my girlfriend-" I snorted again as he began. I noticed Reese laughing too, so we were on the same page about that bullshit. But how else would he get the key?
"Oh, You must be Brandon Reyes? Yes, Ms.Brianna left the key here with me. She said to give it to you, but she didn't mention anything about guests?" she broke her neck to look behind Baltimore and at Reese and I.
"Actually," I looked at Baltimore as he leaned into the check in desk and stared seductively at the hostess, this hoe ass nigga. But if it got us into that room then do your thing, B.
"These are our friends, we're having a small get together to celebrate my promotion. You know, a few drinks, friends, laughs. You could join us if you want to." He licked his lips and smiled at her, she tucked her long blond hair behind her ear and giggled. I made a gagging notion and Reese elbowed me.
"Ow!" I whispered loudly.
"Hehe, well I wish I could, but after this I have to go to my photo shoot for Playboy. But if I didn't, I definitely would come." she leaned over the desk and swooned.
"I knew I recognized you from somewhere. Little fine ass snow bunny." he stroked her cheek and that bitch almost lunged over the desk and fucked him right there . I could see it in her eyes. Petite lil white girl, like Piper Perry or something.
"Here's your key." She bit her lip and smiled as she slid the key over and something white stuck out from underneath it. B licked his lips and took the key along with what looked like a small piece of paper. You slick bitch. I shook my head and smiled. Okay, the nigga might have some game.

We got to elevator, I pressed the button and waited agitatedly.
"Whewww, she flexible as hell bro." I heard B say as I turned around to see why they were walking so slow. They were all in his phone, I walked over and snatched it to see little wannabe Piper Perry splitting all over a yoga mat.
"And you're looking because?" I crossed my arms and stared at Reese.
"Looking? Girl I don't even got eyes." Reese crossed his eyes and put his arms out blindly. I laughed a bit then playfully nudged him as the elevator doors opened up. A white woman walked out adjusting her skirt, and a tall white man followed, adjusting his tie. The three of us looked at each other and smirked as we entered the elevator.

I looked up at brightly lit numbers above the doors as they flashed indicating what floors we were passing.

"Ahh, room 603." B said as we all halted at the door with the gold label and number "603" engraved in it.

He opened the door and that bitch was niceeee. Did she wanna talk or did she wanna talk? Cause I still don't see why she went all out.
I opened the doors to the bedroom suite and there were roses everywhere. But no champagne, no liquor , nothing . Damn . She might actually be carrying a little demon seed.
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"Okay I'm gonna be in this closet, then I'm gonna buss out that shit and whack that hoe!" I said with very much energy. I couldn't wait to get my hands on this bitch. She did Avery so motherfucking grimey.

"She just texted me, she's downstairs." B grabbed my jacket and handed it to me as I dragged Reese towards the closet.

"Don't kill her please." Baltimore grabbed the door just before I closed it behind me and looked at me sternly. I rolled my eyes then snatched the door closed, just as I heard the door to the room open. Whew.

"Hey." I heard her say as her heels clicked through the room on the hardwood floors, then stopped, presumably she walked over to Baltimore and kissed him with the lips that been in Avery's a-