VICTORIA’S POV
After a long day in the parlor, I finally came out. Mama did all the things I was supposed to do.
I got a full body spa, a massage, and a new haircut with light blonde highlights. I also got my nails done and finally took the dress from Jackson D. Upon arriving at the resort with all my belongings, I proceeded to locate my room while accompanied by Daniel and Sage. My bodyguard trailed behind us, carrying my possessions.
As we came to the reception area, I felt the need to use the restroom. I requested that they provide me with the room first and that I would use the restroom at a later time.
Soon after freshening up, I was about to go to the reception area when one waiter came to me and greeted me politely.
“Hello, ma’am,” he said.
“Hello...” I replied, arching my brow.
“Miss Victoria?” He asked, and I nodded in confirmation.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Well, ma’am, I am here to take you to your room. Please, follow me,” he said kindly, raising a little doubt in me.
“But, why would you find me in the corridor? I was going to the reception, wasn’t I?” I asked. For a second, he seemed to go stiff but then smiled professionally.
“You are the VIP guest here, and I am asked to take care of your needs.”
I shrugged, not pushing it further because whatever it was, no one could hurt me in my own place.
Soon, he led me to room number one-thirty. He opened the door for me, and I entered the room, searching for Daniel and Sgae, when a low groan caught my attention.
As I turned to my right, I saw a man, back facing me. He was standing... No, maybe he was struggling to stand straight, but his back seemed familiar.
I stepped a bit forward and was startled when his side face came into my view!
“Alessandro!”
I blinked, trying to realize the situation, when he turned to face me.
His face was flushed, and his blue eyes were visibly shocked. Maybe, he didn’t expect me to see him here, well, the same for me. But what is he doing in my room? Or... Did I step into the wrong room?
“It’s you,” I heard Alessandro’s harsh, husky tone as I focused my gaze on him, confused.
However, there was no longer any indication of bewilderment or surprise in his expression; instead, it was now marked with a distinct emotion of contempt.
What’s going on?
Well, I don’t want to fill my head with this man or anything related to him today. Today is one of the special days for me. So, no nonsense is allowed.
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