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Hall

10

Hall

The motorbike begins to slow down as I opened my eyes I noticed that we were parked right in front of a skyscraper. I looked up and wasn't really familiar to this building or this street or maybe it was just too dark. The engine begins to fade and Sebastian looks at me over his shoulder.

"You can let go now." He instructs as he glares at my arms still wrapped tight around his body and my cheeks were still pressed against his back.

Shit.

"Sorry." I quickly pulled myself away shyly.

I got off his motobike with a little help from him and he gets off next. I look up to the tall building and I couldn't tell how floors this building had.

"My helmet?" He calls out.

"Oh. Right. Sorry." I quickly tried to take it off but it seemed stuck. "s**t it's stuck."

He chuckles and stands right across me a little too close making me dizzy by his perfume. He smells too good that he makes me wanna dump my nose on his chest.

"There's a button." He says and it clicks. "Before you take it off."

I press my lips together while he pulled the helmet carefully off from my head. "Well sorry. I didn't know that and you didn't tell me."

"It's fine." He answers.

I began to fix my hair and stared back at the building. "Where are we?"

"Let's go inside." He says to me.

Sebastian begins to walk away heading to the main door and I hurriedly jogged my way closer to him. "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Are we going in? It's closed. It's almost 1AM." I hissed.

He didn't answer me.

"There must be CCTVs and security guards. I bet we're going to get caught if we break in." I added.

He didn't answer again.

"Hey are you even listening to me? Like hello? I can't get caught. Like ever." I spat.

"You won't." He finally spoke.

"No breaking and entering. It's a felony. We're going to go against the law here."

He chuckles. "Who said about breaking in? We're going through the front door. We're just entering.Now that's not breaking in."

Sebastian pushes the huge glass door as he lets me in first and then he follows my tail. Two security guards stands from the front desk at the sight of us entering the building. I tug on Sebastian's sleeve and we halted.

"This isn't a good idea." I hissed.

"Good evening sir. Going in?" One security guard asked us which surprised me.

He nods. "Mind if we go up for a sec? All access, yeah?"

"Yes sir. As long as it's you." The second one answered.

"And your girlfriend is really beautiful by the way sir." The other one added.

Sebastian stared at me. "Of course she is."

His eyes made me forget that I just met him a few minutes ago. His eyes makes me want to tiptoe and kiss him right now but I quickly looked away.

"Let's go." He says to me and we began to walk.

Sebastian looked at me over his shoulder and winked. "Now it wasn't that hard wasn't it?"

I glared at the guards who had sat back down.

"And we didn't even have to break in." He adds.

"How did you know them?" I ask.

He winks. "You're with a bad boy if you're forgetting."

"Guards don't let bad boys just enter a private property at midnight. Not as huge and as grand as this building." I answer.

He takes my hand. "Let's just go."

Both of us headed to the elevator and rode it for a while. I stare at his hand which was still holding mine and I couldnt believe that he's just casually holding me like this, as if he knew me for so long. The elevator opens widely so we walk out of it. But everything that was around us was dark.

"It's so dark." I hissed.

"Then let there be..." He says as the entire place was filled with lights. "Light."

I chuckled softly as I brought my hands to my mouth. "This is awesome." I exclaimed as my eyes wandered around the entire place.

"Holy s**t. Are we on the topfloor of the building?" I asked and giddied when I saw the entire floor covered in glass.

Sebastian nods.

I squealed. "I've always wanted to be on a rooftop restaurant where you can see everything of London from above. Oh my god. This is sick."

I rushed towards the floor to ceiling glass window and was in total awe of the city lights and felt like the sky of London at 1AM was just a reach of a hand. I pressed my hands against the glass and kept my eyes glued over the view.

"s**t. This is so cool. It's always been on my bucketlist." I muffled.

"You curse way too much, don't you?" He asks and I've noticed that he was already standing next to me.

"A bad boy lecturing me. Don't you curse?"

"A lot too. But you're a woman and you're pretty too." He travelled his head to me and now we're looking at each other. "Don't you think that wouldn't be feminine thing to do?"

I chew on my cheek. "You're sexist."

"I am not. But let's put it this way, for every curse you're gonna say starting now, you'll owe me a dollar." He stated.

I gaped. "I'm not having that with you right now."

"Yes you are. You don't have to pay it right now though. Maybe some other time."

I chuckle under my throat. "You sound like you're so sure we're going to meet again."

"It's because we are. You're still going to pay me."

I gape. "And you're so sure that I'm going to curse too? Like what the f**k?"

He chuckles deeply. "There it goes. One dollar."

"Shit." I shake my head for saying f**k. I gaped when I realized that I just cursed again. Damn it.

He laughs again. "Two." He pulled out two fingers while smirking.

I point my finger at him. "You're good. No, you're great at this."

Sebastian chuckles and pulled his hands up as he kept smirking. "Two dollars."

"Oh don't remind me. Please." I wave my hand before his face.

I turn myself around and stared at the entire restaurant. Damn, this place sure is vast. It's occupying the entire floor. Oh my god, every furniture on this place seemed expensive and the place had these really huge-ass chandeliers right above the furnished wooden tables.

"Is this a buffet kind of place?" I ask.

"No. Sadly not. This restaurant is for Premier badge holders." He answers.

I gape. "Sh--"

I glared at him and he was tilting his head waiting for me to curse again.

"Shoot." I snapped with a smirk. "You ain't getting that dollar, Sebastian."

He smirks.

I look ahead. "So what does that premier badge holders have that commoners like me couldn't get in here?"

"The gold card. That's like an I.D here."

I nod. "Do you have that card?" I look at him.

He shakes his head.

"Well this is an honor to be here then. Too bad there aren't foods served." I mutter.

Sebastian laughs under his throat.

"So." I snapped. "As much as I love the view from up here and the place is ravishing, could you tour me around the building?"

"Sure." He answered.

"Yey!" I smiled.

He grins as c***s his head to the side signalling me to follow him so I did. We headed out of the luxurious restaurant and rode the elevator again.

"The floor beneath the resto is the huge indoor infinity pool and there's a cocktail bar there too. The other wing has an arcade and stuff. You wanna check it out?" He asks.

I nod.

We got to the floor and he was right. "Oh my god if I only had the money, I'd be here for the day."

"You can also see the view of London up here." I added. "Oh Sebastian this is amazing."

"You can take a swim if you want." He offers.

I shake my head vigorously. "As much as I want to but that's already trespassing."

"It's not." He answer.

I shake my head again. "The infinity pool is ridiculously luring but I'll pass. Can we go now before I change my mind?"

He chuckles and escorted me out. "That other side is where the arcade is."

I nod. "This building is huge."

We rode the elevator again.

"What are those buttons?" I asked as I pointed on the buttons with P4, P3, P2 and P1.

"Those are penthouses."

My eyes widened. "Penthouse? You mean someone is living here right now?"

"Not yet. I heard they're busy redecorating and fixing the penthouses just like the other suites here." He answers.

"Wait. You mean to say this is a hotel?" I gaped.

He nods. "It's a hotel and a leisure center. It's not accepting guests for rooms yet though a lot of people are dying to but it isn't fully operating yet unlike the indoor pool, restaurant and golf course on the back are in full operation."

"How do you know that?" I ask.

"Google." He winks.

The elevator door dings and opens making my jaws dropped as we walked out.

"Oh. My. God." I almost lost my breathe.

"Welcome to the ballroom. They kind of relived the titanic scene where Rose and Jack were dancing. See the staircase? It's quite the resemblance." He pointed.

"Oh s**t this is so cool!" I chimed.

He chuckles. "Three dollars."

I gaped. "Darn it! You're doing this on purpose."

Sebastian shakes his head. "I'm not. Really. I'm just showing you around."

"Oh my god this is like titanic again. I mean, it feels like I'm on the set of titanic. Holy Christ. I didn't know London had this." I say.

I glared at him. "I'm going to check the second floor." I rushed to the staircase and I was moved by the interior.

When I reached the second floor, I stared down at everything below me and there was this huge stage in front of those tables and chairs. There even had a white grand piano and some other musical ensembles. I began to walk around the hallway and I froze when I was about to reach the end of the wing. There was a very large family portrait in paint that could get anyone's attention and it was really well done. I walked closer to it because I know who I am seeing. I stand in front if the portrait and my eyes couldn't believe of who I am seeing. A plaque in gold was right below the family portrait which stated there that the they own this entire building.

"When did that get there?"

I quickly spin myself around at Sebastian's voice as he stands next to me. I kept my eyes glued at him and he was staring at the portrait too.

"I didn't know it's already been put out." He muffled to himself.

"You're Ned Hall's son?" I gaped.

He slowly moved his head towards me.

"That's you, right?" I pointed.

He didn't answer.

"That's you and Mr. Ned Hall together with his wife. That's you on that painting." I added.

He nods. "It's me."

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed loudly. "Oh my goodness that means you own this building? And all the others?" I asked in shock.

He nods again.

"Holy s**t!" I exclaimed.

"Four dollars." He pulled out four fingers.

"I can't f*****g believe it. You're his son."

"Five." He continued.

"And me, a nobody had no idea that you're one of the wealthiest bachelors in london. And I'm riding that f*****g motorbike without knowing who I'm with. Oh f*****g Christ I even embarrassed you at the club a while ago." I face palm.

"Six.. Seven.." He still continued to count.

I look back at him. "Why didn't you even tell me?! Do you even know how embarrassed I am right now? Jesus Christ! You're Enrique Sebastian Hall all along."

I kept my eyes glued at him. "I am so so sorry for even doing those things to you inside the bar. I'm sorry for even saying things to you. Oh god."

He chuckles and holds both of my shoudlers as he locked his brown eyes with mine. "It's fine. And if I told you who I really was, you wouldn't be yourself around me. And I think telling you that I'm a Hall doesn't even matter anyway."

I sigh. "Um, it matters because you're a Hall and you're rich. And I am still super sorry."

"Don't be. I told you I like a little challenge. And being a Hall is just a label to me now. Yes my dad maybe insanely wealthy but that doesn't mean I'm not like any other guy."

I smiled sheepishly. "You're not mad right?"

He shakes his head. "You wanna play golf?"

I paused for a while. "I've played that once before. You should be scared. I'm a pro at it."

Sebastian chuckles under his throat. "I won't go easy on you then."

I smiled as we both head to the elevator. On our way to the golf course, I asked him a few questions about himself and his father. He mentioned that golf was one of his favorite hobby with his father. He mentioned too that Mr. Ned's wife isn't his mother because his biologic mom had died when he was young in an accident. Sebastian was easy to talk to unlike Benedict who will try to psychoanalize you in every way he could. Sebastian was nice despite the bad boy look on the outside. He was an amazing guy.

"Aren't they going to get mad that we're playing golf at this hour? I mean it's late and it's on the rules over there." I ask while I pointed.

"No playing of golf after 10PM." I stated.

"Why would they get mad at us? My dad owns the building." He answered as he handed me a golf club. "I didn't mean to boast that way but they won't get mad." He smiled.

I chuckle.

"So, you want this club or this one?" He asks.

I picked the one on his right. "This. Ready to lose?"

He chuckles at me and picked his own golf club.

"Ready to win." He answers.

I smirk. "Game on, bad boy."