Ch.3 [Three] - She Knows

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I quietly hum to the song playing in my ears as I enjoy the beautiful view on the other side of the window. His private jet has been a luxurious experience so far; I was offered a blanket, food, and a pillow to make the 9 hours and 30-minute flight comfortable. I slept and watched Grey's Anatomy for most of the flight and now I feel much better than this morning.

Realizing I was close to landing, I send a text to Mr. Moldovan and almost immediately he replies, 'alright I'm on my way'.

To occupy myself, I open safari and type in his full name. As his information and photos popped up, my eyes widen. Mr. Moldovan is an extremely handsome man so, I can totally see why Wren was excited. I scroll through and read that he's a 35-year-old successful businessman that owns many restaurants, hotels, and other minor businesses around the world. Oooo he rich rich.

Clicking on a picture, I analyze his tall stature, short raven hair, and his smooth, fair skin. He and his dad had no resemblance whatsoever.

In a photo, he's dressed in a well-tailored navy blue suit which was tight enough to show his muscles bulging out of the fabric. Seeing these pictures and finding information about him is making me even more nervous to meet him now.

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After safely landing, I check my phone to see that it's 11 p.m here in Switzerland. This six-hour time difference is definitely going to be exhausting. Heading to the door, the lovely stewardess hands me my luggage and I thank her with a small smile.

As I step outside into the fresh air, I see tons of city lights in the distance. Seeing this makes me realize this might be the most beautiful view I've ever seen. The fact that it's outside of America, makes it even better. I will for sure make the most out of this trip because who knows when I'll have a chance to travel to Europe again.

Knocking me out of my thoughts, I see glaring lights shining directly in my face which makes me cover my eyes. When the intensity of the lights lower, I see a black car parked in front of the stairs leading out of the jet.

I slowly approach the car and a tall figure steps out of the driver's side. Surprisingly, it's the man himself, Mr. Emilian Moldovan. I did not expect him to pick me up. I thought he would send another driver to pick me up because of his billionaire status.

He's dressed in a tight-fitting dress shirt and nice-fitting trousers. I look up at his face and damn was this man beautiful. His hair is gelled back neatly which is surprising since it's bedtime. I stare into his eyes for a brief second before introducing myself.

"Hi, I'm Elara Suave but, of course, you know that already."

He puts on an irresistible smile which instantly made my knees week and said, "Yes, nice to meet you too Miss Suave." Whew, his voice was even deeper than on the phone.

As he takes my luggage into the trunk, he slightly brushes my hands and that alone sent tingles through my body. What is this man doing to me?

He proceeds to open the passenger door and I say a soft "Thank you." I watch as he walks to the driver's side and waves the pilot goodbye.

The ride to the hotel was silent as J. Cole's album, The Off-Season plays lowly in the background. He has good taste in music.

I use this opportunity to look out of the window and view the beautiful nightlife of Switzerland. Everything looks so vibrant and festive.

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When we pull up to the hotel he grabs my luggage and leads me inside the gigantic hotel. This building has tons of rooms. As we walk into the lobby, many people stare our way and I get uncomfortable under their gaze. I think he senses my discomfort because he starts to move faster towards the elevator.

When we enter the elevator there is an awkward silence. This whole time I hadn't realize how little he has spoken to me. So I decide to make conversation.

"So, I have a few questions since I heard nothing about this trip", I said not looking up at him but instead facing towards the elevator door.

"Ask away."

"When will the meeting be?"I asked

"It was meant to be in two days but I pushed it back to next week to give us sufficient time to prepare."

"Um, ok, so does that mean we'll be staying for 2 weeks?"

"Yes, but that's only if everything is sorted by then. We will discuss the topics in depth tomorrow so, don't dwell too much on it right now."

There's a moment of silence before I ask, "Are you not going to ask me questions?"

He replies saying, "No, I trust my father's judgment."

After he answers, the elevator opens on the 15th floor which is the highest in this building so I'm guessing it's the penthouse. I take a look through it and I must say this man has a taste for modern design.

I walk towards the massive glass windows, looking down at the city, and all I could say is wow. The view from the jet was beautiful but this is breathtaking.

"The view is captivating," I whisper, wondering if he heard.

"I couldn't agree more." He commented.

I look back and up towards his face and see his eyes are fixated on me. I quickly look away and say, "Well I should go to my room to unpack and get comfortable."

"Um, sure, I can take you there," he says as he grabs my luggage.

We head upstairs and walk towards the end of a short hallway. He opens a door opposite another room which looks a bit bigger, so I'm assuming that's his bedroom.

He opens the door and speaks, "This is where you'll be staying for the next few weeks, so I hope you like it." He says walking off before I could say thank you.

I stroll into the room and take a tour around the room to observe the space and I absolutely love it. I adore the simplicity and effort.

I hop on the bed to test the comfort and it feels heavenly. Sinking into the mattress, my eyes start to shut, so I quickly get up to change into some night attire. I decide to wear an oversized white t-shirt with no bra and black shorts.

Peacefully laying down, I turn on the tv to hear some background noise which will make it easier for me to fall asleep. Five minutes later, my eyelids start to get heavy and I fall asleep cuddling against the pillows.

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