Chapter Eleven (Room 14)

Kira had her heart in her mouth when she stepped into the luxury hotel. She quickened her steps toward the receptionist - every step plodding in outright dread and uncertainty.

It felt like she was doing the riskiest thing in the world and a single misstep could render all her efforts useless.

"Hi," she muttered when she got to the receptionist. "I'm here to see John Marvin" she added coldly.

"Room 14" the receptionist retorted without even giving her a look.

Kira clutched her bag tightly as she strolled down the hallway. That wasn't the first time she'd be in this hotel - not only because of John. But for the men, she fucks on weekends. That's the only thing she's resorted to doing. Aside from doing the dirty jobs, John offers her once in a blue moon, shagging men was the only means that was never to an end.

Kira felt a bit nervous to walk into the elevator. She strode toward the stairs. She paused at the edge of the stairs and pulled out her phone from her bag. She stumped its