Chapter 18: Chapter 18
"Is this where we're going to have sex? I would definitely say yes to that."
His laughter echoes around the room after hearing my absurd commentary of the bed. His laughter sounds refreshing to my ears, a laughter that's so sincere. He crouches as he laughs, touching his stomach with one hand, and brushing his hair with another one. His closed eyes traced inverted moon lines to his face, and his cheeks turn red from so much happiness. Unsure of how will I react to it, I stand still and stare at him until he finishes. Every now and then, his personality really amazes me, the ideal person whom I only thought existed in webtoons or romantic books, but he is the exact personification of it. He is someone who is very far from my egoistic, pretentious, sacred boyfriend Seid.
"You're very fond of me, aren't you?", I cut his little over-the-top happiness with my not-so-sarcastic acclaim. I face him and wait for him to respond.
"In fact, I am dearly fond of you, Miss," he pauses and waits for me to complete his sentence.
"Avery Anderson, just Ava for short," I answer immediately and extend my hand for a handshake, like the conventional way of greeting someone you just met. Rather, he spurs into action pulls me closer to him, and locks my body in between his arms. My hands are in between his chest and my breasts, our body across each other, and our face with just a three-inch difference in height. He bows down to my level until our forehead touches. His scent and his breath are definitely familiar, well he and that guy smell the same. I know my nose won't fool me. But how can I make sure? What are the odds?
A peck on my lips clears my thoughts and the distraction. "You," I whisper, "Who are you?"
He pecks me again on my lips and responds to my question, "D, short for Dmitri. Nice to finally meet you". Shortly after finally knowing the name of the stranger who made my heart flutter, I also came to know his lips for the second time. The only difference is, it isn't just a peck. It is a hot wild french. Bewildered and thrilled, the arms that set the boundary between us awhile ago, are now clinging to his nape and his neck. He kisses me passionately. He kisses me hungrily. He kisses me intensely.
I pull out temporarily from our kiss and jokingly humor him, "Is having sex on that thing the next thing we will do?" while pointing to the king bed and smiling mischievously.
"I'll give you a hot sex you've been asking for after we eat something edible which can be swallowed," his perverted joke even sets me in the mood. We both giggle while leaning to each other.
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After a sumptuous dinner, Dmitri asks me to wait for a moment in the bedroom with a king bed while he's making a phone call. So here I am lying down on this imperial-looking bed. Even Zven Hotel and other five-star hotels I've been to don't have this kind of bed.
"Oh, I am so damn lucky. This getaway is really epic. I got to have sex and a good one. I drank great liquor. I ate delicious food and I got to know a man like Dmitri," my inner self rejoices as I reminisce everything that happened almost overnight. Now I am waiting for a guy whom I just met, but deeply have a connection with. Am I really Avery Anderson? I question myself in silence.
Not long, a maidservant enters my room and slightly interrupts my internalization, "Miss Avery," she starts with a shaky voice, "Young master asks me to give you this and accompany you later on." She then puts G-string body lingerie and a silk robe with Dmitri's family crest on my bed. Seeing such a seductive piece of garment raises my eyebrow. What does he think of me, a girl picked up on a bar, or a prostitute putting up a striptease show? Despite my silence, grimace and rage are obvious in my face so the maid speaks up to clarify some things.
"Oh, Miss Avery, don't mad, it isn't you worry," the maid reassures me with her broken English, trying her best to speak my language. She continues with her not-so-perfect English, "Those are purpose for medicinal sauna bath. They special thing material." I listen carefully and finally get the gist of what she's saying. Now, I feel so embarrassed of myself, jumping to conclusions without even asking. I smile shyly and get the robe and lingerie to change.
She gives me a bottle of some certain liquid. It has a mint scent and is very soothing. She then explains to me how I should apply it to my whole skin body and how it helps to absorb the organic medicine in the bath. After her explanation, I put some of it and then change.
She then accompanies me to an elevator inside the room where I am. This house never fails to surprise me.
"Where are we headed?" I ask her.
"Young Master now is wait to you on the rooftop," she shorty replies.
Rooftop? Sauna bath in an open area at this season, you gotta be kidding me. Kill me now, please. My inner self dramatizes.
After a few minutes, the elevator dings, and the elevator door finally opens.
Behold, this is by far the most beautiful night view I've ever seen, and the best sauna bath, if I may add.
"Miss, you may now step out and enjoy the night," she suggests. As soon as I step out of the elevator, the door closes and a gorgeous man, with a perfect face and body, is now waiting for soaking in a hot goddamn jacuzzi.
He lifts up the glass wine he's holding, having a god-like look and calls my attention,
"Now, are you ready to get that hot steamy night I promise you?", He asks using a very provocative voice. I swallow my saliva and feast my eyes with his beauty.
"Join me now,"
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some sentences by the maid are intended for wrong grammar / broken English