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Chapter 53 - The Imperial Place
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Chelsea walked to the window inside her suite and looked out at the city at night. She had observed Prince Hakeem's convoy of expensive cars and escorts cruising from a distance towards the hotel. Bentleys, Rolls Royces, Ferraris and Lamborghinis sped across the highways, switching lanes uniformly as they approached The Imperial Place. She had heard of Arabian princes and Dylan had even emphasised this man's wealth. But witnessing the unapologetic display of automobilian magnificence was a feeling on a whole different level. She watched as the lights shone, blinding the eyes of any who dared stare directly at them. The convoy finally slowed down and drove into the premises of the hotel, ending the cinematic show for her.She stepped away from the window and retreated to a part of the suite where she helped herself to a bottle of Bourbon she had ordered earlier. She opened the bottle bottle poured herself a glass.As she drank, she reflected on the level of affluence emanating from t
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As she walked towards the elevator, she rehearsed what she would say when she met Prince Hakeem. She would first acknowledge him with a honorary greeting to please his ego. Then she would request for a more private location. "Easy peasy" she exhaled and stepped into the elevator. She set course for the ground floor and soon arrived there. She saw a couple of expensively suited men walking elegantly towards a corner in the reception and followed them discreetly. She watched them get to a door and reach into the inner side of their jacket. They each retrieved a gold coin and showed it to the guard who stood at the door. He greeted them courteously and opened the door for them to pass.She walked confidently to the guard and showed him her coin. He looked at her skeptically for some seconds, possibly trying to see if he could recognise her."Do we have a problem, Sir?" she asked calmly in a refined manner.The guard immediately bowed lightly. "No, Ma'am. I'm sorry if I caused you any d
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"How did it go?" Chelsea heard Dylan ask as he sat down on a stool beside her. He had a weird smile as he turned to face the bartender. The type of smile a successful man made when he wanted to woo a lady he found attractive. "Two glasses of Bourbon, please. For me and the beautiful lady here" he winked at the bartender and tapped the counter table rhythmically. The bartender gave a light bow in affirmation and turned to his cabinet to fetch the Bourbon."What are you doing?" she asked in a soft whisper, not looking at him."Getting an update on the assignment" he replied casually, not also looking at her. The bartender poured the liquor into two glasses as requested and served them both. "Thank you" Dylan said to the bartender and turned to her.She exhaled. "I got his interest piqued. He had one of his acquaintances give me an access card. I'll be meeting him at his suite in three hours" she reported without turning to him."Splendid. I knew you could handle it excellently. The f
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"Come this way, Ma'am. Master Hakeem has been expecting you. He's waiting in the meeting room" the female attendant said smilingly. Chelsea concluded she was the head of the attendants, given the golden crest attached to her cloth that held her name tag on it. She had observed other attendants and she had seen their crests too. Theirs was just a uniform regular silver. She followed the attendant, walking elegantly behind her as she led her towards the supposed meeting room. As they walked, she couldn't help but wonder who was trying to look elegant more, her or the attendant. She chuckled indiscernibly and clutched the package in her hand.They got to a palatial room that had guards stationed all over. The guards in this room had mean expressions and all observed her carefully. She looked around and saw Hakeem seated with his acquaintances, all looking at her expectantly. Hakeem sat on a golden chair in the middle, clearly pronouncing his status as the lion in the room. The female a
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"Dylan Cross" Hakeem repeated with a smile of acknowledgement. "Was that why he walked to you back at the party?" he asked."You can say that" she replied, not hinting at either an affirmation or a denial.Hakeem chuckled heartily. "Here I thought Mr. Cross was just being Mr. Cross, wooing the mysterious elegant lady in the room" he said and turned to her."I would like to see the face behind that masquerade mask of yours" he continued as he put on the necklace delightedly. She smirked. "I'm afraid I only show my face to those whom I kill the next minute. I want them to remember my face so they can expect me in hell" she replied gently. Hakeem chuckled. "I like you. You really are a vicious bird, Miss Raven" he said and walked back to his seat, sitting on it majestically. "What may I offer you in return for this wonderful service you rendered to me?" he asked.Chelsea could see that he was greatly pleased after receiving the necklace. His eyes, face and entire demeanor exuded a sens
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Immediately they arrived at the hotel, they lodged in Dylan's VVIP reserved lounge. The second the door was shut, Chelsea jumped onto Dylan, grabbing him by his hair while her lips descended on his fiercely. He reciprocated the gesture by grabbing her waist and pinning her on him while he kissed her back with equal ferocity. He gently stepped backwards, guiding them to his exquisitely arranged room. The first thing that hit them was the fragrance of rose and cinnamon. "Was someone drinking in here?" Chelsea asked admist the kisses. She smelt a strong scent of brandy, adding all the more generously to the overall raunchy air that surrounded them."I don't know" was Dylan's simple reply. He was too engaged to give proper thought to the question or the scent that he failed to acknowledge. He stopped moving when he felt his legs meet the bed behind him."Whatever" Chelsea said conclusively and climbed down, pushing him onto the bed. Of course he fell freely without hindrance. He immedi
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Chelsea woke up and slightly opened her eyes. She didn't perceive the usual fragrance his bare body exuded. She reached out her hand and felt the space beside her. It was empty. She immediately sat up and looked around the room. He wasn't inside either. Only when her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the morning did she notice she was in her room. The previous night, after they left the party, they had made out in what looked like a hotel room. She hadn't paid attention to the environment because all that was on her mind at the moment was a craving to feel Dylan inside her. They makeout didn't last long before he smashed the living hell out of her. Maybe it was the desire for pleasure that blotted her memory. Or maybe it was the champagne she drank at the party. She hadn't been tipsy over champagne before though. Maybe this was 'real' champagne. She stood up and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up. She stepped out of her nightgown and stepped into the bathtub. She exhaled
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