The eyes met fleetingly as she silently followed her lover inside the suite. He exuded a timid grin and lit a cigarette watching the curled ringed smoke billowing past the huge window to disappear in the starry sky. The hotel lobby was deserted in the night. He nibbled his fingers as the eyes cocked on the freshly painted blue ceiling, huge chandelier and the speckle clean white marble.
The window slid open and the strong breeze fluttered his disheveled hair in aimless direction. It was past midnight and he admired the dotted light on the busy road in the city when the feminine hands pressed his bare chest and ran down his navel. The voice whispered something inside his ear, bite his neck as a strange force engulfed him. He followed her inside the room and the wooden door flipped close.
She wore a sensual smile and the eyes spouted a flared up intensity like mothball of fire as the sensual, silky body splayed on the huge bed. He asked, "Your husband?" She winked at him, "Why worry? I am the Queen. Two souls becoming one tonight. Only me and you." There was a certain evil streak in her eyes and it almost gave him a heart attack. They caressed each other. She untied her bra and slid down her pants, inching slowing to press his chest. He couldn't control his mind and body. They were wrapped like sliding balls melting into each other before falling asleep. He felt a jarring sensation piercing his chest in the morning and his head splitting in pain, spinning around the rooftop and the floor.
He felt nauseatic and in no time, pulled his clothes and shoes to push his body out, running to his room. It felt like a hurricane and he slept for the whole day. In the evening, he felt light and took his usual walk in the hotel lobby when he saw her husband who shook his hand asking, “Alone?” He made a hesitant conversation and his eyes bobbed towards the couple suite, casually asking about the family. "No! I came here alone and spend every year at this time in this hotel. My wife died in this hotel at midnight a couple of years back."
A voice suddenly whispered in his ear, "A scintillating night it was! He is a liar and killed me in the same room.” He froze to death.
The end
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