Chapter 1 Prologue

Aubrey's annotation.

To everyone he was an Adonis ,a dream of every woman and an influential billionaire

While I was just Aubrey ,a chambermaid.

he adjusted his suits and gradually glance down at me leaning against the wall for support. My eyes was swollen from crying and face red.

"am sorry miss Aubrey.... He said and furrowed his blue eyes coldly at me. "it shouldn't has happened ...I have a fiancee and we were under the influence it was a mistake and I want the both of us to forget that this ever happened."

My eyes burrowed to him,my tears fell nonstop. "a mistake you say" I asked bemused and he ran his hands On his messy black hair. He was looking kinda stunned with my comeback.

Concurrently my thoughts is running wild as my tears.

"this is your compensation fee Aubrey it was a night stand though you didn't consented to it i....." he said after what seems like eternity silence and forced a check into my hand.

I widened my eyes in shock. Did he think I was a prostitute or. A gold digger?

"i am no gold digger Mr hunt nor am I a slut." I gritted out the words. reaching for the check I tore it into shreds.

"suits you them miss Aubrey" he said coldly in rage and walked out of room 404 and my life while I broke down.

He left me stranded,on the cold marble floor of room 404 unaware of the thing he left behind ,my beginning of misery.

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Whitepheonix

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Prologue

Aubrey's Annotation

To everyone, he was an Adonis-a dream of every woman and an influential billionaire.

But I was just Aubrey, a chambermaid.

He adjusted his suit and glanced down at me, leaning against the wall for support. My eyes were swollen from crying, my face red.

"I'm sorry, Miss Aubrey," he said, his blue eyes cold as he furrowed his brows. "It shouldn't have happened. I have a fiancée, and we were under the influence. It was a mistake, and I want us both to forget this ever happened."

My eyes locked on his as tears streamed down my face. "A mistake, you say?" I asked bitterly. He ran a hand through his messy black hair, looking stunned by my response.

My thoughts were racing, matching the rhythm of my tears.

"This is your compensation, Aubrey. It was a one-night stand, though you didn't consent..." he finally said, breaking the silence and forcing a check into my hand.

I widened my eyes in shock. Did he think I was a prostitute? A gold digger?

"I am no gold digger, Mr. Hunt, nor am I a slut," I spat, tearing the check to shreds.

"Suit yourself then, Miss Aubrey," he said coldly, his rage evident as he stormed out of Room 404-and out of my life.

He left me stranded on the cold marble floor of Room 404, unaware of the thing he left behind-my beginning of misery.

By Whitepheonix