ALEXANDER
I have been away from home for a couple of days now, and just when I enter my hotel room to call my mother, I realise that I have forgotten my phone in the boardroom when I was preparing for my meeting for everyone involved in this project, so I had to get out and head back to get my phone.
I do not expect anyone to be in there already, and even if someone is, I don’t think they would steal anything that does not belong to them. This is an expensive hotel, so anyone here can literally afford to buy anything but steal.
As I enter the boardroom, I can hear shuffling, and as soon as I am inside, I almost think that I am in the wrong room my eyes land on what I think she is naked underneath that white hotel towel. Her hands grasp on the towel for dear life, and fear is written
