The day went by fine though Bella was still mad at Marco, Marco was still obsessed with Amelia, and Amelia was still lost in her thoughts about the secret message. Though she didn't like the idea of a Secret Admirer as it is a little cliche, she didn't mind the feel she got thinking about the sweet note. Jack and Tyler were the ones leading the troop to the top of the mountain which was in front of the gate of the resort to see the view.
Marco being least interested in the hill heist, was the last one to follow and in the middle were Amelia and Bella.
"What were you hiding in the kitchen?", Bella asked, but when she noticed Amelia's absent mindedness, she shook her hand in front of her eyes.
Amelia smiled at her foolishness as Bella repeated her question.
"What were you hiding in the kitchen?", she asked.
"Why'd you think I'll hide something?", she asked trying to dodge the answer.
"Seriously I know you and I def know when you are nervous", she said.
"Hey guys we are almost here", Jack said in excitement from half a mile away, as they had already reached.
"Look at their energy", Bella said, as both the girls took the pace so as to reach in time.
As for Marco, he was a mile away. Dragging his lazy little ass up the hill.
The view that they saw from the Clift was a sight sure not to miss. In front of them were a few valleys from which the fog rose up. All they saw was a complete mixture of greenery of the mountain jungles and the white fog.
They reached the resort in the evening and felt asleep on the couch next to each other due to the exhaustion. Bella woke up in an hour around 6 and kicked all the asses that were on the couch.
"We are not here to waste our time sleeping", she said as she literally threw water on Marco's face. Poor soul. He was still on Bella's target for his morning doing.
They decided to shower and meet downstairs to go for a few drinks in the resort's bar.
Amelia was the first one to get ready, wearing a black leather leggings with a lack high neck and a beige coat for the evening chills with ankle suede high boots. Bella descended really stairs of the villa wearing a red body on dress under a black long coat. Marco was the next to come down wearing a white shirt under a black leather jacket with jeans. Tyler and Jack decided to call it a day as the two refused to leave their room.
The three of them walked on the dimly lighted path of the lawn as they moved towards the resort's bar.
They expected they would be the only ones in the bar but that surely wasn't the case.
The dimly lit bar had around 25-30 people of different age groups. On one table sat a family, talking over a few drinks.
And the bachelors were on the bar counter, while the others danced their way through the night on the beats of the DJ.
"Wow", Amelia said looking at the ambiance.
"Seriously I didn't expect people will have a live here", Bella said.
"Shots", Marco screamed pulling his one arm around Bella and the other around Amelia.
" No thank you", Bella said as she moved past them to the dance floor towards a guy, and starting dancing, swaying her hips on the beat.
Marco took Amelia to the bar counter.
"Tyler's calling, I'll be back", Marco said as he walked towards yo door to attend the call.
Amelia sat on the bar chair,looking at the dance floor.
"And we meet again", A guy said making his way to her from the small crowd.
"Cheesy much?", Amelia said.
"Are you always this cracky ?", the guy said smiling.
"Are you always this cocky?", Amelia said raising an eyebrow knowing she would win this little argument.
"Cheeky much?", the guy said as he held his hand on his chest like one does in pain, and said, "Touché"
"Now was it?", Amelia asked as she giggled.
"Finally she smiles", he said as he sighed in relief.
"Well "she" has a name", Amelia said earning another smile.
"Shawn Whitman, and this lovely acquaintance is?"
"Amelia, Amelia Claire", she said.
"Lovely name", Shawn said as he looked in her eyes intensely.
"Thank you", she said not sure how to respond to his eye thing.
"Well would you like a drink?"
"I rather shouldn't", she said not sure if she would like him to accompany her.
Shawn was about to say something but before he could, a waiter tapped on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. His facial expressions which were fun a minute ago turned dark and anxious, as he analysed what the waiter had said to him.
"I hope to see you soon, Amelia", he said as he turned around and left.
Marco came with Tyler and Jack a few minutes later and the 4 of them had a few drinks, while Amelia enjoyed her virgin mojito that was brought to her as she didn't wish to drink this particular night possibly because she wasn't near her home.
Marco was the one on his heels to get the drinks for all, which was quite surprising to all. The lazy ass had decided to turn useful today.
Tyler and Jack left after an hour to go back to the villa. Marco asked Amelia to stick to the table the sat on while he looked for Bella.
Amelia started feeling dizzy, and for a breath of fresh air she decided to venture out of the bar.
She came out of the door, with the coat in her hand, as she suddenly started feeling hot, very hot. Not sure what was happening to her, she started walking towards the villa. When she wasn't able to take in the warmth she felt, she decided to wash her face. She stepped on the grass of the lawn and walked towards the tap. She could feel her feet not aligning with the brain. She placed a hand in the wall to stable her body as she tried opening the tap of water with the other.
"What are you doing?", she heard.
Looking around she saw a figure standing at a distance from her, but couldn't see the face due to the darkness.
"And you are?", she asked as words cane our muffled from her mouth. And sounded like "anthd yourrr?"
"Really?", the tall shadowy figure said walking close to her.
"I need water", she said.
"That is natural water harvesting pipeline. I advice not to take that", he said.
She turned the top of the tap and before she realised, she met with an overflowing tap that wetted her clothes and her face with the ice cold water.
Amelia removed her hand from the tap and the wall to turn the tap back off as she grumbled feeling cold in an instant.
She heard the tall figure chuckle at her stupidity.
She walked towards the man who had the audacity to order her around in his intimidating tone and laughing on top of that while she didn't feel good.
But before she could do anything, she felt darkness take over her, as she collided on a wall. Well the wall being Shawn chest.
Shawn couldn't believe the innocence the girl carried with her. She refuses to have a drink with him thinking of him as a stranger, but gets herself drunk to the limit that she in on the verge of throwing up, or at least blacking out in the arms of the same stranger.
He held Amelia in his arms and could feel her wet clothes on his arms.
He had covered her with her coat.
He rang the bell of the villa she was staying in, but no one answered the door. Not sure if it was a good idea, he brought Amelia to his own villa and placed her on the soft mattress of the guest bedroom.
He called the receptionist to ask a girl from the housekeeping department to get bathing gown to the villa.
He asked the girl to help him change the clothes of the drunk girl in his bedroom and the get her in the bathing gown before leaving.
She did as she was told.
Shawn picked the girl from the wet mattress that was under her and got her to his own room, placing her under the covers and switching the heating system to raise more than the usual. He placed a hand to check if she had fever, but felt relieved to see she was fine.
He kept the door open of his room as he made way to the other room for him to sleep. Keeping the door open he made sure he would hear any fearful scream that the girl made.
He threw himself of the bed as he relished the little talk he had with Amelia in the bar and the lawn. He smiled as he remembered the innocence with which she tried to wash her face with ice cold water in the garden at 3 degree Celsius. He had seen girls, and most of them were as cunning as a fox.
And that is what amused him.
While other girls felt elated on seeing a Bulvgari bag, Amelia would be happy looking at the sunset, or by feeling the cool breeze on her face. He couldn't forget the face he was met with the first day he saw her.
The way she had closed her eyes and placed her hands up in the air freeing herself from the world to live in the present moment. He didn't wish to miss the shot and took a picture. She had amused him and keeps amusing him every time she meets him.
Amelia woke up the next morning with a heavy head as she looked around her trying to figure out wear she really was.
She should be in a bed, check.
She should be in a room which seemed similar to the ones in the villa, check.
But this wasn't the villa she was staying in.
She looked out of the window and realised she was in the neighbouring villa, as in front of her stood the balcony she had seen Shawn in with his camera.
"Good morning Amelia", Shawn said as he entered the room to face Amelia's back.
"What am I doing here?", she asked as she turned to face him.
She looked at Shawn only to see his eyes trail her body lingering on her chest.
Not sure of herself she looked at her body only to find herself in a gown, which was reviling the valley of her breasts to a much greater view, probably as she just rose from the bed in it.
She turned around to fix herself, as Shawn himself turn around only to smile on his indecency to come in before knocking on the door.
"I'm sorry, I should leave", Shawn said as he moved towards the door.
"NO, wait", Amelia said stopping him mid track, "first tell me what am I doing her and why am I in a bathing gown?"
"O-kay", Shawn said as he didn't dare to turn around without asking this time, " Can I turn around, like maybe?", he asked finally.
"Yes you can", Amelia stated.
"Well you were drunk last night", Shawn said.
"I didn't drink", Amelia stated.
"Of course you didn't", Shawn said looking at her from head to toe, "Do you even remember anything?"
"Excuse me?", she asked in an offended tone.
"Like after a few shots of vodka maybe", he asked.
"I said I didn't drink." She said as she placed a hand on her neck thinking about last night.
"I really don't remember anything after I got out of the bar though. AND just for the record I just had a virgin mojito", she said defending herself.
Shawn looked at her with suspicious eyes but when he was sure she spoke the truth he gave her words a thought and said,"Then my dear, someone spiked your drink".