*DISCLAIMER* I DO NOT own The Phantom of the Opera, its storyline, or its characters. Please R&R.
After about a 4 hour wait in London and a 3 hour flight, we finally arrived in Ibiza. We landed at about 7:20 PM and waited to be let off of the plane. After a couple of minutes waiting, we were all off of the plane and heading over to the baggage claim. Once we finally made it through all of the checks, which Erik again did separately from the rest of us, we all met up near the exit of the airport.
We met up with Erik at the front entrance of the airport where a black 2020 Cadillac Escalade was parked. There was a friendly old man standing outside of the car with a sign that read, "Destler LLC." After we made our way over, and the men and the chauffeur placed our belongings in the trunk, we were on our way to our hotel.
We arrived at the hotel shortly after, and the men unloaded our things out of the car, giving the chauffeur a nice tip before heading in. Erik checked us in and we each received our own rooms on the same floor. Erik resided in the "royalty suite" and the rest of us were able to stay in our own regular suites. I tried explaining to Erik that I would have been fine rooming with Meg, but he insisted on it being company policy that we each have our own rooms. We each went our separate ways and headed to our suites to put our things away and relax before dinner.
After I put my belongings where I wanted them, I decided to take a quick nap. I was woken up by loud knocking and Meg screaming, "Christine! Open up! We have to get ready for dinner!" I got up and stretched on my way to open the door. I opened the door to find a very excited Meg with clothes and a large makeup bag. "Come on, we have got work to do!," said Meg excitedly. She walked into the room and made a b-line to the restroom to set up.
I took a quick shower while Meg set up. Once I got done in the shower, I walked over to the bed where Meg had set out three outfits. One of the outfits was a pink polka dot pattern ruffled wrap dress paired with white heels and a pink cross body bag. The second, was a spaghetti strapped floral bodycon dress paired with nude pink strappy heels and a nude pink clutch. The third was a black crossover draped Bardot dress paired with black Louis Vuitton heels and a black and red clutch. I decided to go with the black dress and heels. Meg did my makeup and once we were finished with our hair, we headed downstairs to meet up with the boys.
Erik and Nadir were waiting for the girls in the lobby. The car had just pulled up, and Erik was almost starting to become impatient. Until she walked in, wearing a tight black dress that made her curves look phenomenal, and black red bottoms that made her calves look even better than they did when she was at the gym a couple of days before. Erik was in awe of just how gorgeous and sexy Christine was, and it seemed as though he was beginning to notice a lot more.
He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts when her angelic voice said, "Sorry we're late! Meg just had-d-d to go the whole nine yards with our hair, make up, and outfits. Hope we didn't make you guys wait too long." Erik quickly shut his mouth after receiving a nudge from his insufferable cousin, Nadir. "Oh, no worries. We didn't wait long at all. You guys look very lovely this evening," he said. Nadir quickly added, "We should get going now, we don't want to keep the driver waiting for much longer."
They arrived at the restaurant shortly after and both Erik and Nadir assisted the girls in getting out of the vehicle. Once they were seated, they each started talking about the upcoming meeting with Ballesteros-Valdés SRL and their hopes of approval for their proposal. They talked throughout their meal, Erik sneaking quick looks at Christine and unbeknownst to him… she was doing the same to him. Once they finished their meals, they headed back to their hotel to get some rest. They would be having a big day ahead of them.
Author's Note: I apologize for going "incognito" for a while. I had been very busy with school and had neglected to update my story. However, let it be known that I had not forgotten about the story at all. I was always thinking about what to do with the story and what would be a good idea to add to it. Fear not, for I pledge to finish this story to the very end! Much love, 1599.