“There are four bedrooms in here, I am sure that I find one to sleep in.” He says in a sarcastic tone. I do not respond to his words instead I sit carefully onto the bed. Adrian strides out of the room and he returns quickly. I gaze at him as he sets down two Louis Vuitton suitcases. I quickly rise from the bed and I walk over to Adrian.
“Here is your luggage,” I smile at him.
“Thanks, will I unpack?” I ask. He smiles deeply at me.
“Just get changed, the maids will unpack for you.” He smugly says. I glare at him and I know that I am going to sound stupid with my next words.
“What shall I change into?” I hold back my giggle as the words pass from my lips.
“Something sexy and Alanna I am taking you on yacht so remember to pack your bikini.” I awkwardly flash him a smile as he walks out of the room. I franticly open one of the suitcases and I begin to search through the clothes. I take out a short white maxi dress and pair of gold sandals. I rummage through the other items and I notice that all the clothes are designer. I quickly open the other suitcase and I begin to rummage again through the designer threads. Adrian said that we are going on a yacht and that I was to remember to pack a bikini. I neurotically look through the bikinis in the suitcase, as there are so many to choose from. I take out a white and gold one, but I throw back into the case as I feel that it is a little too revealing. I flick through the rest of them and I finally settle on a plain black bikini. I rush into the bathroom and I quickly get changed. I slip the bikini on first and then I throw on the white silky Dior maxi dress. I flip on the light and I gaze at myself in the mirror. I quickly apply some lip balm and I run the comb through my hair. I take a deep breath and slowly lift up the dress to reveal my wound. I gasp as I gaze at the plaster that conceals the bullet hole and with panic I quickly hide it. I lean down onto the counter and I hold my head in my hands. I quickly stand up again and look at my scar. I peel back the light plaster and I see the full extent of the damage. To my surprise, it is not that bad. The skin around it is still slightly angered but the actual wound is not that big. I slide my dress back down and I quickly shut off the light. I walk briskly into the room and I grab my handbag on my way out of the room. I push open the door and stride out into the large oversized penthouse.
“Baby, are you ready?” Adrian asks as he walks over to me. I smile at him and I take in his new clothes. He has changed into a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of dark blue khaki shorts. His sunglasses are fitted into the top pocket of his shirt and his hair is tousled around his face. He slicks it back with a hand as he wraps his arm around me.
“I am ready, you look handsome.” I say slightly blushing. He looks down at me and smirks. He escorts me down the stairs and ushers me again into the white Bentley. I slip into the front seat and Adrian quickly gets in the car. He swiftly puts his sunglasses on and he smiles as the car pulls away.
We arrive at the marina and Adrian quickly escorts me out of the car and along the walkway. He takes my hand as he glides me through the busy crowd. I stare at the glorious scenery but none of it compares to Adrian’s beauty.
“Which yacht are we going on?” I ask as I gaze at the spectacular yachts.
“The large one,” he says smugly. I look at the yacht that he is referring to and I gasp. The massive boat is miles grander than any other one and I notice that the staff on board are dressed in glamorous white uniforms. A tall blonde woman quickly greets us as we step on board. She is carrying two glasses of champagne and she has a wide grin on her face.
“Mr Black, welcome back and who is this lovely young lady?” She asks as she stares me up and down.
“This is Alanna, and you know that I don’t drink.” Adrian snaps. I look at him and he quickly smiles at me. The woman hands me the glass and she quickly walks over to the bar and picks up a bottle of Evian. Adrian glares at her as she approaches us.
“Sorry Mr Black, I forgot,” the woman apologies. I shoot Adrian a disapproving look and he quickly realises his actions were uncalled for. He pulls me gently towards him and rubs my shoulder with his strong hand.
“Please excuse my rudeness.” He quickly says. He glances down at me and I proudly smile up at him. We walk along the boat deck and Adrian ushers me up the stairs. We stroll along the deck until we approach the sun loungers.
“Baby, which one do you want?” Adrian points to luxurious beds. I smile at the sight of them and I quickly choose my seat. Adrian takes the bed next to me and he quickly takes off his shirt. As I stare at his gorgeous, buff body, the glass that I am holidng has fallen onto the boat deck. There is a slight bang and I feel my face burst into flames. The champagne has begun to tipple out and is now running freely down the deck. The server quickly runs over to me and she begins to clear up the broken glass. I am so embarrassed and I cannot bear to look at Adrian. I slowly lift my feet onto the lounger and I lean back, whilst the woman clears up my mess. I clutch my forehead and I exhale. I finally manage to look at Adrian and I see that he is leaning back and is fully stretched out onto the bed. He looks over to me and he manages again to astound me.