章 2: The Naked Lie
It was time for Vinci to escape. However, he was trapped in the room with Dominique, and outside of the room is her parents with their bodyguards who were obviously set on ruining his bankable face or, much worse, ending his life. What he didn't expect was that it was Dominique who would drop the bomb that would potentially end him
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Ritz Hotel, USA
Vincent Torress
"What happened to us?" I asked Dominique as she seemed to be gawking at me while we were still on the bed sharing the same blanket to cover our nakedness.
I snapped my finger in front of her to cut her seeming trance.
She closed her beautiful eyes and then opened it again as if she were trying to compose herself.
"Were you saying something?" she bit her lower lip as she looked away.
"I was asking you if you know what happened to us last night. Why did we end up together in bed?"
"I don't know." She admitted. "I just came here last night to sleep because I switched rooms with Gab since he wasn't going to sleep here in our shared suite, anyway." She replied with a sheepish smile on her face.
"Then why were you undressed?" I asked.
"Because I sleep naked." She replied unabashedly. " Does it turn you on?" she asked with an innocent smile as if she was interested to know my reply.
I was dumbfounded by her response. I was unprepared to find out that she was somewhat liberated. She doesn't seem to be wild like the women I interact with. She's more forthright, I guess.
"Why do you seem shocked? I don't remember being naked in the bedroom as illegal. And, you're not exactly fully clothed, as well. I should be the one worried." She said in a teasing manner.
"I sleep naked," I muttered as I admitted that she was right. I felt annoyed that it seemed like I was losing in the battle of wits with her.
"Then, that makes the two of us. We're a match, don't you think?" she smiled positively as if there was no danger awaiting us outside the room.
"Listen, young lady. You shouldn't act this way in front of a man or they'll mistake you for a"
"A what? A tease? A flirt?" she finished my sentence. She seemed quite annoyed, too, with me because I was condescending to her by calling her a young lady and planning on lecturing her about having appropriate behavior.
I didn't utter a word as I sensed that the idea upset her. She sighed and clutched the blanket to cover her cleavage. I wasn't sure though if I would be happy as I was secretly glancing at those precious things... that I shouldn't be keeping a photo of in my memory, for later use.
'Damn, I know! I'm a discreet pervert! Aren't all men?"
"I just want to fast-track our conversation. I'm not usually upfront. You can even ask Gab." She tried to defend herself.
"I think I can quite recall what Gab told me about you," I said.
Her eyes widened in excitement. "What did my favorite cousin say about me?" she asked, interested.
"That you're hardheaded, and when you want to have something, you'll do everything to get it."
"To simply put, I'm passionate. And I'm so passionate about you. I'm your number one fan!" She said it as if she was starstruck with me.
"So that's why you planned this for your parents to catch us in the bed naked?"
"You're accusing me." She stated and sighed. "Would you believe me if I said I didn't plan anything? I wasn't even expecting that you'd be here." She said. "But, you're here!" It seems she could not believe it. "And, I... I just can't believe that we... slept together?" she giggled.
I was starting to sense that this conversation might go crazy any minute now, just like my bad encounters with obsessive fans who know no limit or boundary.
"We did not sleep together. We just slept on the same bed." I corrected her and stood up from the bed, pulling the bedsheet to cover my waist down.
She was also pulled towards me as I pulled the bedsheet underneath her. She stumbled forward in the middle of the bed, giving me a few of her supple skin, the round flesh of the side of her breast, the curve of her waist and thigh.
I gulped and looked away. "Would you please get off the bed and get dressed already? Your parents are already waiting outside. Your paranoid... suspicious father might think that we're having a quick f@ck or something.
"Yeah," she sadly said and turned quiet. I glanced at her and watched her slow movement as she wrapped her body with the white blanket and stood up from the bed.
I know that look - that clingy, needy, puppy look! In the past, I knew I could dodge and ignore it.
But right now, as I watch this woman, I just met now... I wasn't sure what this restless feeling I was having inside, like a part of me would oblige to her bidding. Probably it was because she was related to someone I consider my brother - Gab.
'I should get out of here. Fast!' I muttered to myself and walked around searching where I left my clothes last night.
I heard a gasp and I turned to her. She was standing from the edge of the bed with wide eyes. Then I realized I was walking around completely naked in front of her.
'F@ck! You're absent-minded! You're forgetting you're not in your own home, fool!' So as not to be embarrassed, I tried to turn the table around. I smirked at her instead.
"Enjoying the view, Miss? Look while it's free." I haughtily asked as I casually picked up my clothes to wear them in front of her.
I have nothing to be ashamed of anyway. All my muscles are in the right places, and even my skin in the secret places is well cared for. I was also confident that she did not have a camera with her to take photos of me and sell my naked photos to the media.
She turned around to her own volition and quickly picked her clothes up from where she left them. Then, she hurried to the bathroom.
I opted to wait for her to be done because I was admittedly not ready to face her father alone.
"Hurry!" I said, annoyed. "Your father is waiting, and I won't go out without you," I said.
I heard the bathroom door open, and she walked out of the bathroom.
At last, we were both decent, though I wouldn't mind ogling at her without her permission. She was wearing a fan shirt and slim jeans, which emphasized her curvaceous figure. I also realized that even if we both just woke up, her face was beautiful.
It made me think that this is how her future husband would see her every f@cking morning, and it made me jealous.
Damn! I feel like her face would hunt me as I wake every single morning for the rest of my life. I would feel envious of her future husband!
I sighed. "You're beautiful." It unintentionally escaped my mouth. I felt nervous.
She blushed and smiled. "Thank you. You're beautiful, too!" She sheepishly admitted and innocently smiled.
'She f@cking gorgeous and adorable, and I wanna f@-- stop! Stop thinking about it!' I tried to stop allowing my mind in the gutter.
"If my Infin8 brothers would see you, for sure, they would take interest in you." I just continued to compliment her as if it was just a normal thing for me to do.
"Your Infin8 brothers?" she pouted and looked straight into my eyes. Her eyes were tantalizing... mesmerizing than I care to admit.
"Well, yes. My Infin8 brothers." I answered. I was unsure why she had to repeat it in a questioning manner.
"How about you?" There was a glint of hope in her eyes.
"What about me?" I asked poker face.
"Won't you take interest in me?" she was unsure if she wanted to ask. She seemed disappointed.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Your cousin told me you're off-limits. So, no." I said as I looked at her.
I was not sure why she seemed upset by what I said. Wasn't it right for me to tell her that to assure her that she was safe with me?
"Let's go." She looked down at the floor as she walked out of the room.
I followed her for fear that her father would take that as an opportunity to get in the room, lock the door, trap me here, and kill me.
***
We saw Dominique's parents in the living area of the suite. His wife, Rori, gave him tea.
"This will help you calm down," Rori offered, and he lovingly accepted.
It came as a shock to me how his Hulk face turned into a doting husband.
But, he turned fierce again as he saw me walk with Dominique towards them.
"Sit," Pyke ordered.
I immediately sat down on the opposite white 3-seater Victorian sofa in fear that he might attack me again. Dominique followed, but she sat on the other end of the sofa.
I realized now that facing a girl's parents is a nerve-wracking experience, especially when facing the parents' wrath.
'I feel like I'm going to pee in my underwear!'
"Sir, I swear I didn't touch your daughter." I initiated.
"I am not talking to you!" Pyke growled at me before turning to Dominique.
"My daughter," Pyke said as he sighed. "Your mother is right. I shouldn't... I have no right to ask you about the details. You are an adult now, and I respect your privacy. But, I just want to know if anything happened to you and this moron. Because if there was, even if I don't like him for you, I have no other choice but arrange for your marriage."
"Marriage?" I got shocked and scared by what Pyke said. "Is this a prank?" I looked at him, and then Dominique, wanting a clue. I wanted them to tell me that, yes, this was just a prank.
'I can't get married! It's in my contract. And one more thing, I will only marry the person I love! This can't be!'
Pyke glared at me and clutched something inside the pocket of his Gucci black coat. This reminded me it would have been a waste if his coat got ripped off while he was trying to attack me. I was sure that he bought that coat with his personal hard-earned money, though I surmised that he's a billionaire and has the choice to purchase even ten of those. As a rising celebrity like me, though we already have our own money and can buy luxurious brands, most of the luxurious items we have were through being ambassadors of brands that choose us, not the other way around.
This realization made me feel indiscreetly pressured about who I was dealing with. I felt sweaty and uncomfortable in my seat. I was also scared that he might pull out a knife or a gun and kill me. I just found comfort in the thought that the security of the Ritz Hotel wouldn't allow anyone to enter the hotel armed with dangerous items.
I stared in anticipation of what Pyke would pull out from his coat. To my relief, he only pulled out a mobile phone.
"Juancho, Miguel... teach this moran here a lesson. He claims to be Vinci of Infin8." He said in a mocking tone. "Smash the face thoroughly. He can sue me for all I care. I can handle the consequences."
Hearing his words froze me in my seat. Then, two big muscular men that looked like wrestlers or bouncers in bars, clubs, and casinos entered the room.
I turned to Dominique to seek help.
"Dad!" Dominique begged as the two big men pulled me from my seat.
I was still contemplating whether I should fight with them, especially when these were two muscular men, and I knew I was at a disadvantage. But in this case, my honor depends on it. I have to fight! After all, I studied judo with the Infin8 members. Even though I'm not that strong, I move quickly. I have a chance to run!
I struggled to free myself from one of the two men. I immediately jumped up and used the shoulder of one of the two big men to support myself as I kicked the other one. I was able to knock one down, but I also fell to the floor. I quickly rolled away to bounce back and kicked the leg of the other man coming towards me. I knew noticed that their weakness was their knees. I was set to kick the knee of one of my opponents when I felt a cold, hard thing touch my ear.
It was a gun.
"Fine, fine. You know how to do Judo." Pyke said. " Try to challenge me in judo and your dead." I heard Pyke say.
"Sir, I can't do that," I said as I raised my hands in surrender. "Gab is like a brother to me, and I respect you since you are his uncle."
"Respect? Do you have that in you? If you have respect, you shouldn't have touched my daughter!" Pyke said.
I looked at Dominique, who seemed like she was hyperventilating and was about to cry as she watched me standing while one of the bodyguards had a gun pointed at my head.
"Don't look, " I quietly uttered to her. I felt genuinely concerned because I noticed that her face and lips were already pale. It was obvious that she was terrified.
"D-Dad, please don't do this to him," she said as she tried to walk in my direction.
I expected Dominique to finally set things straight, but it was taking her time to utter words.
If she couldn't do it, then I would. "Sir, if hypothetically... your daughter and I slept together, it's our choice if we want to stay together or not. It shouldn't be the parents' choice. We are in modern times. If hypothetically again. let's say I get her pregnant, I will marry Dominique. But the thing is, nothing happened to us! There was just probably confusion as we slept on the same bed -"
"We slept together." She shouted as she interrupted my explanation.
I wanted to correct her, but she still spoke. "We slept together, and I am not sure if you're gonna be a grandfather soon, Dad. So please order your men to stop pointing that gun away from the father of my baby!"
My eyes widened in shock.
'Father of her baby? She's totally obsessed... and insane!'
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