Prolog: Mexico 1996 January 2nd, Mexico City
My name is Robert Liebermann was my usually pick up line and thanks to my handsome looks it works with ladies and special tonight was this brown haired beauty with those sparkling green eyes that makes you turn all upside down.
I smoothly pulled back my blond hair as I walk up to her from across the wooden floor in this rundown bar and instant our eyes met I know she was mine. I grab her hand like gentleman and gave her slow kiss.
"Hola, senorita my name is Roberto Liebermann. What's your name?"
She starts to blush instantly and I knew immediately she was the shy type and just my taste apparently.
"I..my name i..is..Adela Ricardo"
"What beautiful name you have there just as beautiful as your face."
There it was I just broke her shield and now for the finish blow.
"Could you tell me more about yourself, dear Adela?"
And she crack up like can of tuna but it was one of those rare enjoyable conversation I had for long time and by long time I mean looooonnng time.
Anyway it was now around two in the morning and I order a cab to take us to one fine hotel in this rundown country called Mexico. I chose a five star hotel called Marquis Reforma hotel and spa and took royal suit.
It was easy to pay thanks to my funds and Adela was impressed and I delight myself that I was going to have fresh meat tonight.
We took elevator to top floor and I look at the elegant blue white colored hallway and it all seem so casual and boring but one glance at Adela you could guess that it was her first time in luxury hotel or anything and you could almost touch the excitement come out of her.
Anyway at the end of hallway was our room with the bright gold covered tag saying "nr 708". I pick up the room card from my pocket and with fast and smooth maneuver ram it trough the card reader and door went up with a loud click.
I politely bowed down like a waiter and showed her in to the room. I walk in and smile at the shocked Adela and looked at the room. It all seem so casual to me and nothing special. The bed sheets were made by best silk and the furniture were very … what is it called again … yes very modern and expensive.
I closed the door and took off my sweater and she smiled and ask me what my job is and it sort of hit me and smiled back lied that I am some sort of CEO.
We talk, drank and eat for hours and I find myself fascinated by her and my desire start to decrease towards her.
Before I know it we both were in bed and making out then everything went to hell