CARLOS
At exactly seven, I meet Chloe at the hotel lobby. She looks so damn stunning and alluring in her little black dress.
"You look so beautiful," I greet her, without taking my eyes off her. She becomes more and more beautiful every time I see her. I can stare at her forever and I will never get tired.
Dammit.
I can't deny it now that I'm very fascinated by her. She's a goddess in every sense of the word.
"Thank you. I could say the same about you," she replies, and that simple compliment makes me flush. For heaven's sake. This is new to me. I'm used to women complimenting me every day, and I ignore them. But with Chloe, it's a big deal.
"Let's go?"
"Sure," she agrees, and I take her duffel bag as we walk towards my Rolls Royce Phantom, waiting outside the main entrance of
