TWISTED AFFAIRS

Ashley's POV

"Ashley, Do you have plans for tomorrow?" My Dad asked me over the phone, interrupting my thoughts."

"I don't have any plans Dad, I will just stay in and watch a few movies, I'm here on a break, remember?" I replied, laying on the cozy bed in my hotel room 'it's so comfy' I told myself.

"It didn't seem that way to me, all you ever did since you got there was business."

"Touché, but I'm done with all that and now I'm going to explore the city of Paris." I said out of excitement, thinking of all the fun I will have.

"I think it's too late for that sweetheart, I need  you here. Micheal is coming back into town and I'm inviting him for dinner to Welcome him home. I need you to be here when he arrives. You've always liked Micheal since you were a child, you will get to see him again and maybe discuss business with him. it's a win-win for you."

I froze on hearing that name that reminds me of most of my childhood memories. Micheal Kingston. I did not get to see him much because he left New York when I was ten . My father's best friend and business Partner, the one who had always been a father figure to me. He practically watched me grow. I can't wait to see him but I would like to stay a bit longer in Paris.

"But Dad..." He interrupted me before I could speak further.

"No buts Ashley, Micheal is not just anyone to us, he's family and you know that. I expect you to be in New York tomorrow."

 "Fine, I will be there. See you soon dad."

 I came to Paris to take a break from work but it has been all about business since I arrived. But because tonight is my last night in Paris, I am going to have fun and possibly make new friends, before I have to put on a serious face for whatever it was my father had planned for tomorrow.

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I entered the finest club in Paris later that night. And the smell of luxury perfumes and expensive champagne hit me as I walked closer to  the bar. I was here to have fun and enjoy myself.

I ordered a wine and the bartender slides it to me across the counter with a knowing smile. I glanced around the crowd, It's pretty much what I imagined it would be, different people drinking champagne, smoking expensive cigars, and men flirting with women. I wasn't expecting anything else. Then he walked in.

He was a tall, well built man with a sharp jawline. He had on an Armani suit that screams luxury, his dark brown hair was perfectly styled and his face showed no expression. He exchanged geeetings with the bartender and ordered a drink. He looks old but his young features makes it difficult for one to notice 

He looked at me and our eyes met for a brief moment, I looked at him for a bit longer than I intended 'Bitch you are staring' I said to myself.

I shake my head to remove any thoughts of him.  

Then I took a sip of my wine.

I couldn't help but look at him once more and I caught him staring, he did not look away. He just came over and stood directly in front of me.

" Why is a damsel like you, Sitting alone in a place like this? you could use a friend, don't you think? He asked, obviously flirting with me.

I simply glanced at him, pretending like I hadn't been checking him out ever since he stepped in.

"Oh trust me I'm not alone, my boyfriend is out there on a phone call." I lied, and from the way he's smiling now, I think he knew."

He burst out laughing, holding his drink with one hand as he shook his head. "And you think I will believe that lie of yours, Are you that scared of me?" 

I forced a smile, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"What gave it away?"

"This isn't my first time in the club darling, most girls say that to get rid of guys. Nice try tho." 

I snorted, trying not to smile.