2: Ace Grand hotel

VIVIAN

My eyes roamed to the other end of the table. Adrian's food had gone cold, his seat empty. I'd already expected it. He's been working hard lately, he barely comes home.

My phone already vibrates, I already knew who it was and what the message said. I pulled the phone view, looking at the notifications.

"Won't be able to make it home. Dinner with investors." He texted. I put the phone down, picking up my plate and walking over to the other side to pick his plate.

I would be lying if I didn't say I was disappointed. But everytime I remind myself that this is just work, how it's supposed to be. I go to the kitchen to drop both plates and walked back out again to see my phone screen brighten.

I walked over to it.

"What should I get you princess."

"Are you mad at me princess."

"I'll make it up to you princess."

He texted all three in a row making me blush.

"Surprise me." I replied and within a nano second. His text appeared.

"How about your favourite ice-cream."

"We'll see then." I replied grabbing my phone tightly. I go to my room, strutting over to my walk in closet. I take off my robe, clad in nothing but bra and undies.

My eyes roamed my closet. The first thing I picked out was a black high waisted pants. A white buttoned up shirt and a fitted black v neck vest. I struggled to wear one of my black leather ankle boots as I jumped back frantically. I pulled up my sleeves to my arm and picked out a long black coat as I threw it over my shoulders.

I stood in front of the mirror. This was similar to what I'd normally wear when I was undercover. I walked out of the closet and then out of the room and down to my study. A black purse waiting for me on the desk.

To my right. A white board with strings, attached with pictures of Sienna. A few of these strings had receipts of room service or her checking in into several hotels under her name always.

And with each check in, Sienna was fond of room number thirty seven. Maybe it was her favourite number but I was banking it was her way to keep track with her lover since they never used a single hotel more than once.

She does this three times a week, and each time the next day, she was flaunting an expensive gift on I*******m.

Since she was sneaky about it, it made me wonder why?

She wasn't publicly married or seeing anyone lately. So the only thing that made sense was that she was definitely seeing a married man.

I made calls to hotels under her name with the key number to know which particular hotel she would be at.

And the next Hotel is the Ace Grand Hotel. Funny enough that's where Adrian said him and the investors would be having dinner.

A thought crossed my mind. What if one of the Investors could be the one seeing Sienna. If I remember clearly, each one of them were either married or clearly in a relationship.

My brows furrowed at the thought of an affair. I picked up my purse, stuffing my necessary things inside.

I slide my purse over my shoulders. If one of the investors was really having an affair then it's all the more reason to find out who it was and get the job done.

But it still bothered me. Why would anyone pay five hundred thousand dollars for such information?

****

Opposite Ace Grand hotel, I sat in a restaurant close to the window. I put on a baseball cap waiting for Sienna's black Sedan to pull up.

I'd been sitting here for the part thirty minutes. I take my camera away from my purse, adjusting the lens. In a matter of minutes a black sedan pulled up and immediately I pulled out my camera take pictures of her.

They looked blurry, so I got up picked up my purse so I could go get a closer take only to immediately bump into someone hard. I staggered back and fell hard on my ass just for my camera to hit the floor and shatter to pieces.

I crawled over to my camera heartbroken as my eyes panned over to a tall handsome man. His hair was jet black, his eyes blue. His jaw was so sharp it could cut diamonds.

I swallowed, my eyes panning to my broken equipment. Before I could at least apologise he spoke first.

"Logan..." He called as a man came from behind him and stepped forward. The handsome man was so huge, If he didn't call his apprentice name I wouldn't have known.

"Get the manager and have this woman thrown out immediately."

"Yes sir.." Logan muttered.

"The hell.." I stood up. "You broke my camera..."

"Correction, you were careless and you broke your camera.. probably because you wanted to sneak a picture of me." the man muttered, his brows furrowed.

"Sneak a picture of you?" I muttered baffled. "Who even are you? You just broke my camera and Instead of admitting it or at least apologising, you're spitting bullshit." I hissed.

"Then I will have Logan reimburse you for it. He'll send you a picture or two of the same model if you'd like. Maybe you could keep one and sell the other. You would have a new camera and probably enough money to get you a new apartment.." Logan reached to his wallet and hands me his business card as I slap his hand away and scoffed.

My head turned to the window. Sienna was no longer in front of the hotel.

"Great... thanks to you bozos you just made my night even more difficult..." I picked up my purse and the remnant of my camera shoving past both men.

I pulled out my phone. I can still salvage this night and take a picture of them. I sneak to my car that I'd parked not too far from the hotel and waited for what felt like three hours.

I felt sleepy. A car pulled up. I rubbed my eyes it looked like Adrian's but a man in uniform probably the valet got out heading over to the hotel.

Then Sienna came out, a hand wrapped around her. I instinctively pulled out my phone and began filming them as the familiar face of the man made my heart race.

I filmed a close up, no longer focusing on Sienna but her mystery man.

My throat itched, and my heart pounded as I could no longer deny the mystery man.

His blonde hair, green eyes, his crooked smile.

That was Adrian, my Adrian.