He gently placed me onto the most comfiest bed I've ever lied in.
I could feel my heels being taken off,
I just hope that he doesn't damage them.
He lightly covered my body with the sheets on the bed,
keeping me warm.
He went away,
and suddenly I hear water noises,
specifically,
shower noises.
20 Minutes later
I feel his presence,
I think he finally got out.
I was in deep sleep,
actually I guess you could say in a deep knock out.
Does this man ever sleep?
I'm sure it was really late at night.
But I felt him looking out the window,
since the window was completely in opposite direction of me.
"Finally their getting all of her vomit out of my car" he muttered.
And that's when I knew in my mind that he was watching the cleaners from the window.
There was only one bed though....
where is he going to sleep?
even though he is very hot I wouldn't want him sleeping next to me.
But I never felt him in the same bed as me the whole entire night...
where did this man sleep?
I guess he slept on the couch..
The next morning
I yawned,
rubbing my eyes,
my headache was so bad that it felt like a migraine.
I hadn't fully woken up yet,
so when I did...
"OMG OMG where the hell am I? Liam where are you?" I shouted,
"Liam? it's h/n" this hot guy popped out while trying to introduce himself to me, while also being shirtless and a towel wrapped around his torso.
"AHHHH" my dumbass embarrassed myself again, shouting, while very quickly rotating my head in the other direction trying to avoid seeing him like that.
"No need to be over dramatic, you should be thanking me because you were very drunk and I was nice enough to bring you to my hotel room" he sassily teased.
"I-i thanks i guess..."
I leaped out of the bed,
quickly grabbing everything,
not even having the face to take time and put my heels back on.
I dashed out of the hotel room,
running to the elevator while barefoot.
"Omg what just happened I'm seriously so confused" I stuttered while my anxiety rose.
Finally getting out of the elevator,
I was able to take a breath,
calming myself down.
"How was your night?" someone dressed in all black with microphones in his ear asked me.
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Mystery / Thriller"My fate was to be in a fake world, your fate should be in a real world" [COMPLETED] H/N, the psychopath obsessed with his wife Y/N, He doesn't let her hang out with any guys, he controls what she wears and many more.. Y/N, known as H/N's wife, is...
Chapter 3: the hotel room
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