Jeffrey hadnât really hit the booze hard, instead, heâd chain smoked his way through an entire pack of
cigarettes.
After the lights came up and the music died down, he led the girl in the white dress out of the bar, right
next to the hotel where his buddy Wesley had conveniently booked a room.
Jeffrey fished the key card from his pocket with a flick of his fingers and tossed it to her, âGo on up, Iâm
gonna grab another pack of smokes.â
She nodded and lowered her gaze, and was almost embarrassed to meet his eyes, âOkayâ
Perhaps it was the high heels rubbing her the wrong way but she was taking her sweet time walking,
pausing every now and then
Scratching his stubble, Jeffrey made a beeline for the convenience store, picked up a new pack, and lit
one up as he strolled back to the hotel
The streetlights flickered erratically casting his chiseled profile in a dance of light and shadow
Before heading up, he glanced at his phone: a message from his folks about dropping by the next day
a bunch of emails from his secretary with documents to review, and a text from the head of the
Prosperity Consortium
His eyes narrowed at the address, it was in an old neighborhood of Eldorria City, far from the
Consortiumâs usual haunts. It didnât sound like Karenâs rental but more like her parentsâ place.
But what did he care?
Pocketing his phone, he strode into the hotel and rapped on the door with his knuckles. The woman
opened it, still blushing like a shy schoolgirl, her face and ears were both flushed with red
Jeffrey walked in, plopped down on the bed and locked her over. âWhatâs your name?
âCarenâ
He choked on his smoke, âWhat did you say?â
Startled by his sudden outburst, she shrank back, âMy name is Caren, which starts with the letter C
âOf all the luck. âJeffrey massaged his temple and suddenly felt irritable, âWhy are you acting so
skittish? Speak up. If you donât want to be here, you can leaveâ
âNo, Mr. Turner,â Caren quickly explained, âIm a college student. Itâs my first night at Charm Nightâ
âAnd?â
"I.. Iâve never had a boyfriend beforeâ¦â
For the first time, Jeffrey really looked at her. She wore a tightâfitting skirt that showcased her figure,
but there was an undeniable air of discomfort about her. And her high heels had rubbed her skin raw,
hinting at a painful redness
âA virgin?â
She nodded timidly
He stood up abruptly and pulled out his phone, âShow me your bank detailsâ
Confused, Caren asked, âWhy?â
âJust do it!â
She fumbled with her phone and brought up it
Jeffrey took a drag from his cigarette, punched in a number, sent the payment, and then crushed the
cigarette in the ashtray. âYou can go now. Iâm not into virgins.â
That could be too much hassle
Caren browsed the sum he transferred before she turned to look at Jeffrey. Mr. Turner, I didnât come
with you for moneyâ
âThen why? For love? Jeffrey let out a cynical laugh as he sat back down âSweetheart, Iâm just out for
some fun.â
Tears suddenly streamed down Carenâs face, âI really thought I liked you, thatâs why I came willingly.
Iâm not here for the money I can send it backâ
Realizing she might be sincere, Jeffrey quickly stood up and snuffed out his last cigarette, Forget about
liking me. Iâve got a girlfriendâ
âTime to go. Stay in the room if you want, leave if you donât Goodbye,
It was the first time Jeffrey had ever left a woman alone in a hotel room and ran out by himself.
Back in his car, he couldnât help but glance at that text from the Prosperity Consortium head again.
Should he take a gamble and go to the foot of Karenâs parents building?
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