FIVE

FIVE

DIANA

Dante… Dante, I continued muttering as I was led into the elevator and up to my room.

I was enamored by the man and I had only just been here for two seconds. It was like the lord’s way of telling me that he had approved my movement and was behind me in support. I thanked the man who had brought my luggage in a broken and very horrible Spanish and when he continued looking at me, I reached into my purse and brought out a hundred dollars note. I smiled in embarrassment and handed it over to him which he took and then shook his head muttering in English about dumb tourist which he probably took me for.

I should not have bothered, I thought as I slammed the door behind him to express my annoyance at his use of swear words on me.

It did not matter anyways, I wasn’t going to be here for long and I would not have to put up with such disgusting behavior but I was tempted to report him to the hotel.

I wondered if the stranger was a guest in the hotel like I was but it was highly un