Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
8.

Charlotte enters the room reserved for her by a hotel employee. He threw his leather jacket on the back of the sofa and threw his body on the bed.

A cup of coffee is available on the table. A hotel employee came by a while ago to deliver him. Dimitri must have ordered his subordinates to prepare the coffee.

"Maybe I don't have to rush to meet her there." murmured Charlotte as she secured the position to the back of the sofa.

Charlotte glanced at the clock on her wrist. There was still about ten minutes left from the appointed meeting time. He is not the one who will come at the beginning when there is a meeting appointment. So Charlotte's not going anywhere yet and she's going to relax in this room.

Moments later, Charlotte finally arrived at the hotel's restaurant area. He continued to walk quietly and entered the luxury hotel restaurant area where his guests were waiting for him.

Charlotte spread her gaze all over the restaurant, trying to find the figure of the young man she was about to meet.

"Where the hell is that guy?" charlotte looked to the left and right of the restaurant.

To be honest, Charlotte herself never met the young man she would meet and only saw him through a photo sent by one of her friends. Charlotte's friend said Victor had seen Charlotte somewhere and wanted to get acquainted.

Charlotte only talked to Victor over the phone. So that made Charlotte a little bit of trouble to find her.

"Ah that's it!" charlotte exclaimed after seeing a man matching the photo on her phone. "It's so hard to find him in this crowd!" his gerrick.

Charlotte continued her footsteps, walking towards the table at the very end of the room where the person she wanted to meet was sitting down to enjoy her drink.

"Victor Alexander?" hello Charlotte extended her right hand.

The young man stared at Charlotte's helping hand for a while before coming to his senses.

"Ah, Charlotte Clinton!" the man greeted Charlotte back and got up from her seat. He also raised his hand to receive a helping hand from the girl.

Charlotte stared at Victor's performance from top to bottom. 'Yes, he's not so bad.' inner Charlotte.

"Sit down first." said Victor. "Thank you for coming here."

"Yes, no problem."

Charlotte then pulled the seat in front of Victor and immediately sat herself right in front of the handsome young man.

"Have you been waiting here a long time, Victor?" charlotte asked looking at the young man with her small smile.

"Not really! I just arrived a moment ago." replied Victor bluntly. "But if you have to wait for a girl as beautiful as you, I don't mind either." - Victor.

"Ah, is that so?" answer Charlotte

Charlotte's tone sounded calm, but her words contained a hidden tone of disdain that the young man before her was unaware of.

Five seconds after meeting this man, Charlotte began to feel careless. He did not expect, it turns out there are still men who use old ways to make his heart melt. Yes, the obsolete way in question is like trying to seduce him with classic words like this for example.

'He looks boring' Charlotte's inner self.

Victor smile.

"You look so beautiful when you see it in person like this." seduced Victor again who only returned a slanted smile by Charlotte.

"You're wrong."

"Yes? It's a big mistake."

"of course. I am beautiful every time! Whether it's in magazines, television or anywhere else. Whether it's direct or indirect" Charlotte said.

"Ah, right." Victor was a little shocked when he heard Charlotte praising herself. "Your clothes are beautiful too, they suit you!" praise Victor.

Charlotte smiled briefly. "Maybe it's my pretty face. Because any outfit will look good when a beautiful person is wearing it."

"Ah that, I also agree." replied Victor awkwardly.

Seeing the stiff expression on Victor's face, Charlotte laughed inwardly. Honestly, in comparison to having to hear people compliment her she would rather praise herself. According to Charlotte, the praise from people for her is just a mere nonsense even though it is quite pleasing.

"Oh yeah, do you want something to drink, Charlotte?" ask Victor then.

"Call me Lottie!" pinta Charlotte relax.

"Ah, okay." Victor nodded his head in understanding. "Do you want something to drink, Lottie?"

"Can."

"What about wine?" bargain Victor.

Charlotte shook her head quickly. "Oh no! I think I'll just have a cup of coffee."

"okay! And what about the food? What do you want to eat?" ask Victor again.

"What about steak?" bargain Victor again.

Charlotte nodded in agreement. "Steak I think it's good and I like it too. Mineral water can be."

"All right."

Victor called the waiter to order food. And then he looked back at Charlotte with a smile.

"Now we'll have lunch together first." said Victor casually.

"We can talk more casually while eating."

"Yes right. After lunch, we start our day. Have fun together." said Victor and only responded with a cynical smile by Charlotte.

Charlotte looked at Victor flatly and felt that none of these things from the young man before her were enough to attract his attention, other than his face. And that clearly made Charlotte quite surprised, somehow this young man looked very confident.

"You look so confident."

"Yes, I'm confident."

"Be careful when you speak, Victor. Start the day you said?" charlotte asked in a cynical tone. He then clucked. "Ck, I suggest not to be too confident. Even this might be your last day to have some self-esteem as a man."

Victor smiled in anguish. "I doubt that, beautiful. I'm obviously much better than your old partner and your exes."

"Ah, really?" Charlotte looked at Victor with her eyebrows raised. "So you feel better than them?"

"I think so." retorted Victor nodded his head. "I've heard a lot of bad things happen to your ex-lovers."

Charlotte rested her back on the back of the chair, folding both her hands on her chest. "Those who said that to you?"

"Oh, no." said Victor trying to calm down. "Of course not. I've only heard stories of rumors going around, that you like to dump men because they're dissatisfied and frustrating."

Victor's statement suddenly made Charlotte giggle. "That's a little bit of an exaggeration because to me it's nothing more than a farewell. I didn't even do anything to them."

"Hahaha you're right. How could a beautiful girl like you hurt someone else" Victor said with a seductive smile.

"Yes, how can I hurt such men." Charlotte refused straightforwardly who was immediately nodded by Victor.

"Yes! I agree." said Victor.

"And we'll see how kind I am to men" Charlotte said gently but brimming with emphasis.

"Haha." Victor laughed loudly at Charlotte's statement. "Yes, I'm also impatient, Miss Clinton!" said it.

But without Victor realizing it, Charlotte then looked at him with a cynical smile.

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And after spending a few minutes having lunch with Victor at the hotel's restaurant. This is where Charlotte is now, in the hotel room alone with the young man.

Charlotte was currently standing quietly by the window of the hotel room. Sometimes he sipped a drink in his hand while staring at the scenery outside the hotel.

Meanwhile, Victor who had just exited the bathroom started to step closer to Charlotte who was currently standing by the window, still staring at the sight of the surrounding buildings towering up.

"Are you ready, baby?" victor whispered in Charlotte's ear while hugging the girl from behind. Victor's hand now began to move on Charlotte's waist, the brim*s were slow and slowly began to sniff the niche of the girl's neck. "Are you ready to play with me?"

Hearing the silly question from the young man, Charlotte only gave a small smile.

"Who did you say?" Charlotte asked back. He raised his eyebrows, then moved his hand to try to hold Victor's hand which was now starting to wildly touch his body. "Aren't I the one who has to ask you that? Are you ready to play with me now?"

"Yes, because from what I've seen since our meeting at the hotel restaurant earlier, you look very confident, Victor." continued Charlotte cynically.

"Of course I'm very confident!" Victor smiled knot. "That's because I'm pretty sure that you'll be hooked on mine."

Charlotte screeched cynically and shook her head in amusement with the sentence spoken by the man.

"Somehow now I'm so curious about you. Yeah, I was wondering, how good you are in bed when compared to other men I've met all along."

Charlotte then turned her body to face Victor. He leaned his body closer to the young man. Slowly, Charlotte then brought her face closer to the handsome young man's face, trying to thin the distance between them.

Charlotte stared fixedly at Victor's face and dragged the young man towards the bed. He then pushed the young man's body to fall lying on a soft bed.

"So let's see, Victor Alexander. We'll see how good you'll be!" Charlotte started to crawl up on the bed.

"I'm also curious about you." said Victor then started taking off one by one his clothes.

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