The room was dimly lit, and the moonlight peering through the floor-to-ceiling glass window added to the sensual atmosphere that could be felt within a ten-meter radius. It was like a small space was forcibly created to separate a sanctuary from the chaotic world outside.
Unbeknownst to the two dangling bodies inside, rushed footsteps echoed through the polished marble floor outside the suite. A group of individuals stopped before the huge obsidian door, led by someone akin to a general who was about to give orders to destroy the fortress.
"Open the door," said the voice in a hardened, sharp tone.
"Ma'am, I was strictly told not to disturb the miss, she even specified that no one is to meddle with her affairs tonight, even if all hell breaks loose," the hotel manager tremblingly replied with sweat trickling down his back hidden beneath his perfectly ironed 3-piece suit.
"Don't make me repeat myself." A morose tone was heard through the silent hallways.
"Ma—am, my hands are tied and I'm just following orders, but I can give you the master key to open the doors, however, I hope you can explain it to the miss and help put on good words for me." he shiveringly replied not intending to offend the person in front of him while thinking about a quick escape to not be caught in the middle of an upcoming huge mess.
"I'll handle everything from here, just open the door and bring everyone with you out of this floor. I want no one to come up here until I say so," replied a now calmed voice, unlike the raging tone earlier.
"Understood, we'll quickly abide by your orders, ma'am," replied the hotel manager while practically dragging the others with him to quickly find shelter amidst an inevitable disaster.
CLICK
The door slowly opened, and once the intruder set foot inside, she immediately felt a sensual atmosphere envelop the whole space. She closed the door behind her while giving a solid scan inside the room. What greeted her eyes as she walked towards the inner hall were pieces of discarded clothing on the floor, as if left as trails for lost hikers along the mountain trails. As she got closer to the door, she could hear soft purr-like sounds akin to sounds from a pitiful kitten. She paused before the door, hands on the knob, calming herself before swiftly opening the door.
The situation inside the room is hard to describe. Broken shards were scattered on the floor, pillows thrown across the room, tangled sheets hanging on the foot of the bed, and even a crimson stain on the plush fur carpet– one could not make out if it was blood or wine. In short, one word sums up the whole situation – disaster.
The intruder then let her eyes fall on the two tangled bodies on the bed. One was fully dressed to an extreme, messily donning various designer brands, not thinking about style and harmony but just flashing logos and prints everywhere; the other, dressed in what remained a measly laced-satin gown, straps sliding on her shoulders, skin showing that even the brightest luster of a pearl paled in comparison.
The scene was so scandalous that one could clearly see the measly-clad woman, very small in stature, hovering over the lap of the slightly older woman. Her lotus-like arms draped on the other woman's neck, body slumped like silky tofu, the slender white neck raised, and face facing the ceiling.
The two have not yet discovered the impending bringer of doom that is standing before them. They were still both in a state of deliriousness and lust, especially the small woman. How can the petite woman exhibit a lustful and sated expression on her very beautiful, innocent face? Beads of sweat on her small forehead, drool and saliva traces on the side of the mouth, and misty, big doe eyes – a mess but a pretty crier indeed. She even emits purr-like sounds while heaving slowly, trying to catch up with her breath. The older woman, still unaware of another person's presence, cupped the girl's face, intending to give a torrid kiss; however, before she could, she was suddenly interrupted.
"No kisses"
"Nahh, come on, just one kiss, I think I deserve that, pretty please?"
"No, we've agreed beforehand, I told you that we'll stop if you mess up."
"What?! That's all? I've served you, and suddenly you want to stop because I'm asking for a kiss. Did I not satisfy you yet? You know I can go for more," she replied, hoping her charms would work.
"I'm getting bored, I've had my fill, you can go now. And heads up, my Rottweiler has been watching us for quite a while already," replied a sweet voice contrary to her rolled eyes expression.
"Your Rottweiler? When did such a do—SHIT?! Who the fuck is she?! I've never noticed anyone coming inside this room." The woman immediately scrambled out of bed as a deer struck at the headlights.
Silence reverberated for a good five minutes before the intruder spoke up.
"There's a million inside this card. Take it and never let us see your face again. And if I may add, you should never breathe a single sound of what happened in this room to anyone. Ever. If you fail to do so, my men won't certainly fail to silence you." expressionless as it seems, but it did not fail to send shivers down the spine.
"What the hell is this? You think you can command me easily? Do you not – " the woman replied haughtily. But just as she could continue with her blabber, a sharp stare was sent her way that made her shut her mouth, wishing she could just shut her whole existence.
"Ah—m, I promise I will never tell a single soul, it was just a one-time thing – Ah, no, no, it was just a dream. I'm sorry. I really need to go, I'm sorry," she hurriedly added, scrambling to pick up her belongings without forgetting to snatch the offered card before the other person could change her mind.
She hurriedly scurries away from the scene, never wanting to stay for a minute with that certain person. Her thoughts were in disarray from fear and adrenaline, thinking that the little kitten was wrong; it was never a rottweiler, the intruder was clearly a top female alpha. Breathing under the same air is very suffocating, just one stare alone almost took her breath away, running away from there could free her from agony. She might have looked embarrassed running away, but it was a win for her to encounter the little kitten and share a moment with her tonight. Even though they did not go all the way and were interrupted halfway, the moment was priceless, and the million could be counted as a bonus.
Silence again governed the room before it was broken by slight laughter.
"Hahahaha, you should see what she looks like, scurrying away like a mad dog is chasing her," she said, her tone happy, with soft, cute giggles.
"Yeah, right, you really looked like a mad dog earlier," she added, beaming with a wide smile.
The woman did not answer but grabbed the sleeve of the clothing on the floor. She approached the young woman and helped her get dressed. She buttoned the shirt one by one, and not a single sound came out of her mouth, only the rustling of the clothes being buttoned.
"I know, I'm wrong, you can scold me." The young woman bowed her head, then quickly lifted it and tilted it to the side.
"She was the one who approached me first, she said she could spare a finger or two, it's no biggie," she continued with her face booming with a big, bright smile, no trace of single remorse.
"Su, how many times have I told you, enough already. Stop doing this. What could you possibly obtain from all of this? You're already 20, you're not a child anymore, stop doing things that could possibly hurt you."
"…"
"No more of this, I'll let you complete your internship in my company. Even if I must guard you and not let you out of my sight, I will continue to do so. I want you to straighten your life. You know I'll never be here forever for you," she added.
Silence reverberated for a good two minutes. The little kitten lowered her head to avoid her intense gaze. Head bowed, shoulders slumped, and a dazed expression on her face.
"I'm sorry," a quick apology devoid of emotion. One could hear no fluctuations from it.
"Ate Sira, I never wanted you to meddle in my life, not now and never was." She stood up from the bed like an elf who stole clothes from a human, wearing clothing that was twice her size. The clothing was big and loose enough, but could hardly fully cover a sight to behold.
She walked down the dimly lit hall towards the bathroom, silent as ever, as her footsteps barely echoed as she treaded the expensive rug.
The bathroom door closed, and Yothasira was left behind the mess inside the room. Left on her own, she watched the view of the city lights from the massive glass window – just like trying to search for clarity and peace from the bustling life of the metropolis. She might be standing taller than everyone in this city, but she still carries a lot of responsibilities.
She sighed heavily, questioning herself if her decision to become the primary caretaker of Surithae was right from the very beginning.
She doesn't want to make another mistake anymore. She vowed to do everything in her power to do everything right.
All she wants is for no harm to come to any of her loved ones anymore. Is it too much to ask?