The heavy, cold breeze blowing through the street didn't seem to concern the men glaring at Mason. They clench their fist to display their irritation at his intervention. Mason on the other hand wore a stern expression, which showed his disapproval of the presence of the strange men.“Why don't you go find a toy to play with and let the adult handle things here,” one of the men, who seemed to be sober enough, stepped forward, holding out a bottle of beer. Mason glanced from his face to three other men, who were barely on their feet, and yet, wore a mischievous grin, lingering their eyes on the lady beside him.Mason, planning to avoid violence, raised his hands. “We don't want any trouble,” he said to the man, then turned to Cleopatra. “Let go,” he muttered, and she nodded without hesitation. They were about to return to the club direction, when the sound of a broken bottle echoed, sending shivers down Cleopatra's body. She quickly tilted her head to the man, pointing the sharp pieces
Silence trailed behind Mason and Cleopatra, making their way back to the club, and neither of them was willing to raise a conversion to break the sudden ice that lingered around them. Mason realized he was walking too fast, halted his steps, and glanced at Cleopatra, who was far behind him. Even with the facade she wore, he could see the pain coming from her heels, making him realize Cleopatra wasn't just wearing heels, but was wearing a different dress from the one she wore in school. Her curvy figure was hidden behind a red dress, reaching her knee length, and adoring her features. With every step she took, the dress gave Moson a glimpse of her thigh. ‘She looks gorgeous,’ Mason mutters to himself, mentally slapping himself on how he could never notice and compliment her earlier. He heaved a sigh, remembering that his mind was filled with the thought of catching the man behind the Jackals operation. Mason cleared his throat, making Cleopatra meet his gaze. “How long have you been f
Mason arrived at the ten-star hotel that towered 200 feet above their head, while the familiar logo displayed its glory through the entire city. From the transparent wall of the hotel to the distance of Mason’s windshield, he could tell, the hotel was bustling with activities and was fully booked, due to the VIP cars, handing their keys to the valet.“This is the Sky High Royal Hotel,” Cleopatra said, glancing from the building to the VIPs, who had probably made a reservation from their root. “Securing a reservation here at this time and in this weather would be impossible,” she added, making a little smile appear on Mason's lips. Even when she was aware Mason wasn't poor, still she wasn't aware that the hotel belonged to his family and was the son of the woman, whose legacy was an idol to the younger generation.“Let go inside, who knows, we might be lucky,” Mason said, earning a gaze from Cleopatra, who furrowed her brows at the certainty lacing his tone.The moment the car in front
The sound of voices gasping aided the slap that landed on the stranger's face. All eyes stare from the Lady to the man who held his features washed with disbelief. From the look on his face, everyone could tell it was the first time any lady or someone had laid their hands on him."Mr.Frank!" The Receptionist half screamed, adjusting her eyes from the VIP client to her other client, who wasn't surprised at the incidents nor concerned at the eyes staring at her."Oh my God, did she just slap that man!" Another nearby spectator mutters, watching the scenes. "How dare she raise her hand to a VIP client!" The voice added, making Cleopatra snap her eyes in the direction, and she realized it was another staff dressed in the same red clothes as the receptionist.The staff, noticing Cleopatra's eyes, quickly averted their gaze and pretended to be minding their business."Mr.Frank, are you okay?" The receptionist asked, making the man's face lace with anger."How dare you lay your hands on me!
Several eyes in the Sky High hotel lobby curiously stare at the CEO of the third most extensive broadcasting network, struggling to get an apology out of his mouth. Mr.Frank, feeling the suffocating air, glances from Mason back to Cleopatra. "I am—" he paused, clearing his throat while his hand twitched at his ideally noted tie. He opened his mouth again but couldn't voice out a word."Apologies now!" Mason's voice stiffened the air around him, and with a sigh, he instantly dropped his pride."I'm sorry for my behavior, Miss. It was inappropriate of me to do something like that, and I hope you won't take it to heart and forgive me," Mr.Frank said, making the voices in the background gasp in shock. It was familiar to the public that Mr. Frank's pride could reach the peak of a mountain.Cleopatra, who was also shocked by Mr. Frank's apology, nodded at him in acceptance, making a smile appear on Mason's face. "That wasn't hard, was it?" Mason's voice dragged Mr. Frank's attention to him,
Hearing those words, Cleopatra felt Mason's piercing gaze and quickly averted her eyes to hold back the sudden smile threatening to appear on her lips. She didn't know why but felt her heart skipped a beat at those words."Don't worry, I will also keep it a secret," Cleopatra replied, shrugging off the topic as she adjusted her eyes to the calm environment and the rattling of the rain hitting the transparent penthouse walls.Mason nodded while his gaze fell to her feet, realizing she was still wearing heels. "Let's get you out of this, shall we?" he said, making Cleopatra's eyes snap at him. When Mason realized her reaction, he pointed to the floor, dragging her gaze to her feet."Oh," she muttered at the realization."Hold on to me," he added, dropping to his knees. He wrapped his palm around Cleopatra's leg and slowly took off the heels, making a soft sigh of relief escape her parted lips, feeling her feet resting on the cold floor.Cleopatra took the iPad from the nearby table with
Mason shook off the thought of Cleopatra eating dead in his mind. He walked through the hall, stopping at the last room, whose door was bigger than the rest he passed.Mason tilts the doorknob and pushes it open, revealing a huge space. His eyes roamed through the intensive decoration of the room, filled with several portraits of famous artists hanging on its walls. Mason paced to the end of the room and through the transparent wall, he could see the entire Aleric City. The view was marvelous, leaving a smile resting on his face. Moving away from the wall, he moved towards the king-size bed, adored by gold linings, showing it exotic features of the hotel. Mason sighs and pulls out the vibrating phone from his pocket, and without glancing at the name, he answers the call and throws it on his bed, before unbuttoning his shirt. “Mason!” the familiar voice of his twin was heard from the other end of the line, making him glance back at the phone. During the incident back at the club, Ma
Mason's understood Cleopatra's expression and quickly changed the topic. “It's very early in the morning, are you going somewhere?” he asked, wondering how long she had been up to look this perfect in the morning.Cleopatra nodded her head and glanced at her vibrating phone. “My sister is coming to pick me up, and my parents are coming to town for a business meeting,” she replied, raising her gaze from Mason's chest to his eyes. “They barely stay in the Villa, so I need to see them before going to school,” she added.Mason nodded his head, and when Cleopatra noticed, he was staring longer than usual, she furrowed her brow and asked. “What is it?”“You are very beautiful,” the words slipped out of Mason before he could realize it. He raises his gaze to Cleopatra, whose expression remains unfazed by his words, making him wonder if she heard his statement.After a quick second, she replied “I know,” forcing back the smile that threatened to appear on her lips. She quickly shrugs at the e