Affection

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This . . This was not my hotel . Movenpick Grand Hotel was where I had asked to be dropped off not at this exclusive holiday resort looking villa . It was sucluded and surrounded by neatly kept and cared for greenery . The SUV drove over the pebbled road that was more of a driveway that lead up to the villa . I nearly gasped at the massive pool with the cleanest of water that occupied a great deal of the front of the property . The double story villa has been painted in the brightest if white and contrasted with black light fittings , window frames as well as door frames . It was utterly breath taking . But this was not my hotel that Elliot had booked me in and sent the coordinates to . I took in a breath . " I believe this is not where I had asked to be dropped of . " I said tight

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