Chapter 12: We Had Fun Last Night

Dawn was nearly breaking, and it was clear she never really intended to kill him. It was time to end it all. She smoothly rolled out of bed and said, "A night's torture is enough; I will show you some mercy."

His eyes lit up. Had she had enough fun? His anger subsided a bit.

She made a call to the front desk and then headed to the bathroom, presumably preparing something. Soon, the doorbell rang. Aurora hurriedly opened a crack in the door, grabbed something, and dashed back to the bathroom.

"No need to prepare too much! Come here!" the man shouted angrily.

Aurora emerged from the bathroom, carrying a basin of water. "Indeed, you have waited long enough, sir!" She threw the water at him, ice cubes and all splashing onto his lower body.

"Is the fire out now?" Aurora asked, holding the basin and looking at the man on the bed, her mood seemingly improved.

"You're ruthless!" Water dripped from him, his entire body chilled as the air conditioning was already on. The cold shower had quelled his body's reactions, leaving him shivering, yet finally calm.

Aurora smiled slightly. "Thank you for the compliment."

She changed into a different outfit, having worn a sexy dress the previous night specifically for a night out. Her usual style was different; she casually slipped into a white skirt and elegant stiletto heels. Instantly, her style transformed, exuding an innate nobility.

She picked up the man's phone that had fallen to the floor, unlocked it, and found his assistant's contact in the phonebook. The call went through, and a serious yet respectful voice answered, "Sir, should we go now?"

"Your boss drank too much last night. Come pick him up at The Grand Belcourt, room 8802. Oh, bring him some clothes..."

Aurora glanced back at him; his miserable state was evident as his hair still dripped water. "I'm just a kind-hearted passerby."

After ending the call, she gathered her belongings and pulled a stack of money from her wallet. Looking down at the man glaring at her from the bed, she smiled innocently. "We had fun last night. Let's call it even," she said, scattering the money over him and striding away.

He watched her leave, then suddenly cracked a smile. "Wait, how dare you treat me this way? Don't you know who I am?"

Aurora heard him but didn’t stop walking. She scoffed, "Does it matter who you are?" He no longer mattered to her!

Aurora entered the lobby. "Someone will be here soon; give him the card."

"Of course, miss."

Refreshed, Aurora walked out, having dealt with two old enemies since she had returned to the country. Fate seemed just.

As she left the hotel, she saw Hayden getting into a car, oblivious to last night's events. Settling into the passenger seat, he rubbed his still dizzy head, having drunk too much the previous night.

He had dreamt of Aurora, and thinking of her brought a sorrowful ache to his heart. He hadn’t had the chance to explain things before she left, and now it probably didn’t matter anymore. His past mistakes had become reality; he was indeed with Susan now.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, he saw a woman in a white dress. "Aurora!" His face lit up. "Stop the car, stop the car!"