The Hotel
Their cars parked outside the hotel and they’ve already been in their rooms, Damian was already in his room with Natasha. He laid on bed beside her, he was with only a white under-pant. Natasha also laid beside him dressed in only her white top and a white pant, her hair fell over her face as she caressed the latter, her happiness filled the air with a life filled music going on in the background.
Damian felt less intrigued, his hands were behind his head as he stared at the white ceiling. There was a red deemed light reflecting the beauty of the room less and on their faces, she couldn’t see his disturbed face but she knew something was up with him because Damian didn’t pay much of attention to her. He was just as good as the air conditioner, less emotional to her and highly g
