Leon's POV I decided to crash at the hotel where Bella was staying with my money. I was still angry as fuck. My jaw still throbbed with sharp, hot pain. My bruised ribs still burned with every breath I took. Fresh blood still tasted sharp on my swollen, split lip.The five-star hotel stood tall and gleaming against the dark city night. Golden lights poured from every floor. The grand entrance had massive glass doors that opened with a soft, expensive whoosh of cool, conditioned air.Inside, the lobby of the hotel smelled rich — fresh white lilies mixed with polished wood and faint, sweet cigar smoke. Soft classical music played low from hidden speakers. Crystal chandeliers sparkled like ice above me. The marble floor felt cold and smooth under my shoes. Everything looked perfect, luxurious. Still, none of it calmed the fire raging inside me.I still had unsettled business with Bella from tonight. I couldn’t believe she had ganged up with Julian while she was fucking me the whole time
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