07 - Club

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- Chapter song: Earned It, The Weeknd -

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A few hours later, we finally land. The rest of the flight was normal. We go straight to the hotel to get ready.

"Let me guess, your boss owns this too." I say to Alina as we walk through the lobby and towards the elevators.

A small smile forms on her face as she continues walking, her expression answering my statement.

We all enter the elevator and begin ascending to the top floor. The doors open and we follow Vincenzo to our rooms.

We arrive at a suite and he uses the keycard to open it.

"Do we not get our own rooms?" Giana asks.

"There's no point if we aren't even sleeping here. The only reason I got a room was so that Ana could change." He replies.

"Tightass." I say as I walk past him into the room.

He grips onto my wrist, stopping me from going any further. "You are really testing my patience." He says lowly.

"Good. That was my aim." I snatch my wrist back from him and begin walking to one of the bedrooms.

"I'm going to get changed." I call out before finding a bedroom and closing the door behind me.

The room is big. There is a king sized bed in the middle, a small couch sits at the foot of the bed. I look to my left and there is A body length mirror that leans on the bottom corner of the room. To my right is another door to which I assume leads to the bathroom.

I begin to strip out of my clothes and replace them with the lingerie.

Once it's on, I realise I didn't bring anything with me to cover up until we get there.

As much as I hated the idea, I knew I needed to borrow something from someone. There are only two women here who would have something that fit me and covered everything up.

Giana and Alina.

Giana is obviously 100% out of the question so I guess my best bet would be with Alina.

"I cant believe I'm doing this." I mumble to myself before calling out to her.

"Alina, come in here for a second!" I yell.

A few seconds later, the door opens and she enters the room.

"What?" She asks.

"I need something to cover up with until we get to the club." I say.

She laughs. "I give you a pair of earplugs on the plane and now you want to use my clothes. You seriously expect me to do that?"

My face turns into a hard glare.

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