We watched as Benucci spun on his heel and disappeared somewhere upstairs. I turned to Edward with confused eyes, my hand gripping his.
"He's going to call valet and ask if any of the vehicles are registered to me. The SUV is under my name. He'll tell them to search it and they'll find everything. He'll be discreet and quick about it. He's probably already getting ready to head towards his back exit."
Edward pulled me towards the nearest bar and ordered two drinks, placing some money on the counter.
"Is now really the time for cocktails Edward?" I snapped, my eyes anxiously searching the room.
"Bella. I need you calm, the alcohol is for your nerves. I need you to trust me." He handed the drink to me, his eyes locking on mine. I nodded and sighed, knocking the liquor back quickly; wincing as it burned my throat.
"Now take a deep breath and listen to me. We're going to go get the SUV, we're going to drive to the hotel. Okay?" He asked calmly, his voice stern as he put his hand on the small of my back. I nodded and let him lead me towards the entrance. He handed the valet his ticket and moments later the SUV was in front of us. Once we were in and out of the casino's parking lot I checked the hotel things. True to Edward's prediction, one of the keys was missing.
"How did you know?" I said quietly, holding the reservation in my hand.
"He's cocky, Bella. Cocky people do as they please with little concern that their plans will go wrong." He smirked cruelly and took off towards what I could only assume was the hotel.
Before I knew it we were pulling up in front of the Four Seasons, my eyes widening.
"This is where you booked our fake room? Why would you spend so much money on a room we aren't using?!" I screeched, my eyes taking in the beautiful building.
"First of all, Bella. Money isn't an issue. Between the money from both of my parents passing, the restaurant's insurance policy, the money my dad had already saved, and the money I made while running the restaurant—I'm more than comfortable. Secondly, we're going to be staying here for the next two days. We just have a different room." He replied, turning to look at me.
"We.. we are?" I swallowed, trying to keep my excitement down at the prospect of staying in a hotel instead of a basement, no matter how nice the basement was.
"Yes, Bella. I've booked you some spa treatments for tomorrow—I hope you don't mind. I just .. I've put you through a lot; I want to make it up to you. We also have a reservation for dinner tonight, if you wouldn't mind joining me." He was telling me, but there was a hint of hesitation in his voice that was so endearing. I could tell he was concerned that I would run for the hills, with him giving me so much freedom. Even though the idea had crossed my mind, I had no intention. He was clearly trying to make up for his mistakes and I wanted to see this through; no, I had to see this through.
"That's very sweet of you, I'd love to." I smiled. "But what about clothes? I didn't pack anything!"
"I already have a bag for you in the car, cara mia." He winked and got out of the car. He came around to my door and helped me out, handing the keys to the valet waiting by.
"I'll go back for our bags in a while. First we have to check in and see how the plan is working thus far."
We headed up the steps and into the lobby, my eyes gliding over the beautiful architecture, furniture, and the lavish decorations. I couldn't believe I was staying here; let along with my captor. It's funny how life ties you to people, bending and twisting your expectations and ideals to fit its surprises. How could I ever have predicted that any of this would have happened just from me working at a gentleman's club? Benucci, Edward, the kidnapping, our attraction to each other—everything was just one curve ball after another.
I snapped out of it as Edward finished checking us in. He pulled me towards a set of elevators and pulled me into the first open one, keeping my body close to his side. Once the elevator made it to the top floor he pulled me out and led me towards the last door in the hall. He slid the key in and pushed it open, leading me in.
The suite was breathtaking. Tiles and plus carpets, its own miniature kitchenette off to the side. The room opened into a beautiful living area with large gray sofas, glass end tables, and a flat screen. Off behind it was a small dining area for two, with a beautiful flower arrangement on the table. Behind it, a patio door that led to a balcony. Edward smiled, apparently pleased with my reaction.
"Our room is through that door over there, and attached is the bathroom. It has a hot tub in it." He winked and made his way over to the couch, shrugging out of his jacket. As he loosened his tie we heard a gentle knock at the door.
"I'll get it." He mumbled before making his way over to the door. He opened it to reveal the bellboy holding our bags. Edward tipped him and took the bags, closing and lock the door after. He set the bags on the table and pulled his laptop out of one of them.
"Come, Bella. Let's see how our plan worked." He sat on the couch and spotted the seat next to him. I sat down and watched as he opened his laptop and pulled up a few screens. Within moments a room similar to this one came into display. I could clearly see the bed had been mussed, a bottle of champagne on the table, an overnight bag on the floor. Clearly Edward had set the room up to make it look as if we had already been there today. On the bed I could see a small rectangular object, that looked like an envelope.
"What's that?" I asked, gesturing towards the screen.
"I has some of the other pictures of you I took; and the one you suggested from the other night."
"Oh the one with me in your bed, with the handcuffs?" I blushed a little, the memory still vivid in mind.
He nodded a little, his eyes glazing over in lust as he clearly relived the memory as well. We found ourselves lost in our little fantasy until sound started to come from the laptop.
We both snapped towards it, watching the door open. And there he was, Benucci himself. He closed the door quietly behind him and looked around. Once he searched each room he began to curse to himself, I laughed a little at how easily Edward had predicted his moves, my confidence in him growing.
Benucci went to the bedroom again and picked up the envelope, pulling it open. We watched as he flicked it open and pieced through the pictures, his face hands tightening. He studied them for what seemed like forever, as if he was trying to commit every inch of my skin to memory. The thought cause me to shudder, inching closer to Edward. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and we continued to watch, my jaw dropping as Benucci unbuckled his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers.
"No, he's not really going to do that is he?!"I shrieked, covering my mouth.
Edward burst out laughing hysterically as Benucci set my pictures down and began to move his hand over his shaft, cursing under his breath about punishing me.
"What a fucking creep." I growled, looking away from my laptop.
"I told you; the guy is one sick fuck." Edward pulled me closer and buried his face in my hair, breathing in deeply.
"We can stop watching, Bella. The test was successful." He reached forward and closed the laptop, saving us from the sounds coming from Benucci's lips.
"Thank god. I was about to throw up." I shuttered, wrapping my arms around my own body.
"I'm sorry, angel. Let's get changed and relax, we can lie down and watch a movie if you'd like. You're spa appointment is 8:30 tomorrow morning so we should try to get some sleep." I nodded in agreement and headed towards the bags. Finding which one was mine I grabbed it and slipped into the bathroom.
After a quick shower, I had put on the nightgown Edward packed for me. I made our way to the bedroom we shared and climbed onto the bed, laughing when I saw the "Jurassic Park" title screen on the tv.
"You're such a kid at heart." I teased, sliding in next to him under the sheets.
"What can I say? It's a good movie." He wrapped an arm around me and sooner than expected, I was fast asleep.
I woke up the next day around 8 and pulled myself out of Edward's arms. After a quick shower I put on sweat pants and a t-shirt, knowing I would just take them off in the spa anyway. I made my way to the lobby and enjoyed a muffin and orange juice before signing myself into the spa.
A sweet, young girl named Leila led me to the first room, gave me a towel to wrap up in and told me to get comfortable on the massage bed. Once she put on the soft music, she left, closing the door behind her. I undressed and wrapped the thick towel around my body before positioning myself face down on the massage bed. I sighed deeply, the wonderful aroma tied with the music lulling me into a wonderful state of relaxation.
The door opened and I heard soft steps, then the door shut again. I shifted a little to get comfortable and waited to feel Leila's small hands working my back.
"My my my, Isabella. You're skin looks even softer then I remember."