Chapter 5: She Left
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☆☆Adrain☆☆
I woke up slowly and reached out beside me.
My hand met cold sheets.
I frowned and opened my eyes properly.
The bed was empty and there was a red stain on the sheets.
I sighed before sitting up, looking around the room but there was one there. No clothes, no sign of anyone being in the room with me before. Just the faint scent of her perfume still lingering like she had just been here a second ago.
I ran a hand through my hair and exhaled.
So she left.
I was about to get up when something on the bedside table caught my attention.
A little amount of cash was neatly arranged there. And there was a folded note beside it.
I picked it up and opened it.
"For the night. Thanks for the ride. – Your 'Client' "
I stared at it for a moment.
Then I let out a quiet breath that almost sounded like a laugh.
Client?
Right.
I picked up my phone and dialed.
It rang once.
“Morning, sir—”
“Find the woman who was in my room last night,” I said. “Full name, address, everything.”
There was a pause.
“Sir… I didn’t arrange for anyone to be sent to your suite, because you said send them all away—”
“I know,” I cut in. “Get the CCTV. Hallway and elevator.”
“Yes, sir.”
I ended the call.
By the time I got to my office, I had already put it aside.
It was not something I needed to deal with immediately.
My day started the way most of them did inside a building I owned and fully controlled.
Real estate was the backbone of my wealth. Land, developments, commercial projects things people always needed, even when they pretended they didn’t. Cities expanded, governments changed, markets shifted.
None of it mattered much.
But property doesn’t move unless I decide it does.
After that came investments. Private equity, acquisitions, stakes in companies people believed were independent until they realized they weren’t.
By the time most people noticed my name attached to something, it was already too late to change the outcome.
That was the point.
I continued working trying to distract myself from thinking about her but somehow i found myself pausing mid-signature.
This is pointless distraction.
i continued signing the documents.
Then the memory came back regardless.
Just her and the way she took each of my thrusts like she was made for me, it was until I saw the blood that stained the bed that I realized that she was a virgin
I scoffed remembering the money she left on the bedside.
Right
Like $100 could equate to the pleasure she felt yesterday.
A knock came at the door.
“Sir.”
I didn’t look up.
“What.”
My PA stepped in.
“Mr. Romanov has been requesting an audience since early this morning.”
That made me pause slightly.
“And?”
“We’ve been delaying him as instructed.”
“Good.”
I leaned back in my chair my eyes still on the files before me.
“Why is he suddenly desperate?”
There was a brief hesitation before he answered.
“Lucien Hale ended his engagement with Miss Yelena Romanov this morning.”
I went still.
“The Hale family has also withdrawn their political support,” he added.
Of course they did.
I let out a quiet breath.
“Sly old man.”
Romanov didn’t want a meeting.
He was looking for a way to survive.
Without the Hales, his leverage was collapsing.
And now he was trying to replace it.
With me.
My gaze dropped back to the documents on my desk.
“Should I grant him an audience?”
“No.”
“He has nothing to offer me,” I said finally.
“he's just lookingfor someone to leach on.”
I closed the file and grabbed another one.
“Let him wait.”
“Yes, sir.”
The PA hesitated again, then added carefully, “He sent an invitation his event last night. He was hoping—”
“I know.”
I didn’t need reminders.
If I had gone for the event Yesterday I won't have met with her,
"My client" that paid me a '$100' for a night
She had paid me.
Like I was the w***e.
I almost laughed under my breath.
I realized my PA was still waiting
“anything else?"
“Yes sir," he paused before he continued "We found her."
I looked up at that.
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