Chapter 27

• Benson pushed the door to the suite he had bought off for just himself. He smiled at the interior as his eyes darted through the familiar decor, the leather cushions, the chandelier with blue lighting, and the glass tables. He had redesigned the room to his taste. This was where he had most of his one-night stands over the years. He did sleep with some of the women a couple of times but soon got bored of them.
• As with all of the ladies that entered the room, this one too was overwhelmed by the sight that welcomed her. His suite was totally different from the already expensively decorated rooms. Her feet felt warm on the shiny wooden floor, her eyes caught the king-sized bed and she smirked. The walls were painted white. As you would guess, Benson's love for art followed him even to where he only cane to bang chicks for fun. He had a lion painted on the side of the wall that was adjacent to the door.
• She gulped as she took in the sight of the room. "You really are a man of style," she smirked, letting her gown fall to her waist after unzipping it from the side. Benson turned and bit his lower lips when his eyes caught the gown hanging firmly in her waist. She was that full-figured and the gown too was right -purposed to enunciate her features that could be seen even with baggy jeans and oversized shirt.