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When I got on the jet, I saw that it was ours and not the Sánchez family's. Inwardly I'm happy right now because I love our jet and I like flying in general. You always have such a feeling of freedom. I'm still pretty nervous about Capri, but it'll be okay. As I continue to enter, I am greeted by a floral scent because we have air fresheners like these in the jet. But it's not too harsh, which I think is good because it always makes my nose tingle.
I'm currently standing in the main room, where you have a complete overview. You can see everything except the cockpit and the bathroom, as the bathroom is just to the left of the door and the main room is just to the right.
The decor is pretty modern and new, you can see that and you can tell by the smell. As soon as you stand inside you come across a shiny black living room table and two beige armchairs with adjustable seats. A little behind the table is a white sofa, which can also be used as a bed. There are white and red cushions spread over it, which give the whole thing a cozy touch. To the left of the sofa is a small black dresser with a few weapons and clothes in it. To the right of the sofa is a small black bar with some food, drinks, alcohol, a microwave and a mini fridge. Behind them are two small black dining tables, with two black leather chairs per table at the head. There is still a little decoration in there, which my mother is responsible for because she otherwise found the room too bare. In addition to the ceiling lighting, there are also a few lamps distributed throughout. Behind the dining tables is the cockpit, where our family's pilot and our bodyguards sit.
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Santiago was sitting very relaxed in the left armchair and is currently on his cell phone, which is why he apparently didn't notice that I was already there. Only now do I really have time to look at him; he's also wearing sweatpants, only his are gray and not black like mine. He also wears a black T-shirt that sits close to his skin and emphasizes his defined muscles. He also wears Air Jordan sneakers. just that his are black and white, not like mine which are black and pink. All in all, he looks pretty hot. Stop, he doesn't look hot, he looks like any normal guy who works out a lot and has muscles like that.
Since I'm thirsty, I go to the dresser and grab a water bottle from the fridge. Since I'm a friendly person today, I'm kind enough to ask Santiago if he would like to drink something too, which he said yes. So I took out another bottle, handed it to him and sat on the sofa.
Since I can't go a whole week without working out, I now have to look for a gym. Or I just ask Santiago if he knows of one in the area. Whatever I choose, as it is definitely the less complicated thing. "Hey, do you happen to know a gym in Capri where we or I, I don't know if you want to train too, can train?" I look at him, expecting him to speak. "Sí, in our hotel, is downstairs There is also a fitness studio next to the pools, not too big, but it should be enough, our parents rented it for us for the week. But actually you should know that too, after all your father probably gave you the link to it too Hotel and our suite. That was the only room available, everything else was fully booked," he said to me. Yes, he already sent me the link, but I was just too lazy to open it. He will have done everything right, I trust him. But of course I don't tell him that because I didn't know because of my laziness, so we'll just lie, it's not that bad. "Right, I completely forgot," I said and leaned back as the plane was now taking off.
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The plane has just landed in Naples, where our bodyguards are already outside to check the situation, make sure it is safe and bring our luggage into the cars. When you gave us the go, first Santiago and then I ran out of the jet. The fresh air and warmth greeted me outside. At first glance, Naples is definitely a beautiful city, but since that is not our final destination for today, we have to move on and I can't let the city continue to affect me. As expected, there are two cars outside that will take us to the port and that we will then use in Capri. Our ferry will always stay at the port in Capri in case we need to escape quickly and can't wait until it finally gets there.
There was a red Chevrolet Corvette for Santiago and me and a white Nissan GT-R for our bodyguards. They were already sitting inside, Santiago and I weren't yet, because we took a look around first, just to be on the safe side. Since I want to drive and don't want to be a passenger, I quickly ran ahead and sat in the driver's seat. Santiago looked at me annoyed and stood at the window. "Seriously, sit over there, I'm driving," he said. "No, I'm driving," "No, besides, I drive better than you anyway, since I'm a man and you're a woman. "Women just drive worse," he said, to which I looked at him perplexed. What kind of fucking sexist asshole is that, that's not true, I'm a good driver and there are a lot of women who drive better than men. "I'll get off Don't um, now get in or I'll drive without you," I said to him and started the engine. Annoyed, he ran over and got in, pissed off. Well, I'm just good at debating. Quite modest, I know.
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When we arrived at the port, Santiago quickly got out of the car and held on to the door for a moment. "Dude, you're driving like a madman, I was scared to death," he said, definitely exaggerating. Of course it was a fast drive, where I drifted a lot, narrowly overtook and caught the bodyguards, but other than that it's fine Everything went well. I did things a little extra, but no matter. "You're exaggerating, it wasn't that bad and besides, you now know that I'm a good driver," I said to him and casually got out of the car Car out. "One thing is certain, afterward and the rest of the time, I'll drive without arguing," he said seriously, it wasn't that bad. I look at him annoyed, our argument, or rather argument, was interrupted by our bodyguards' car driving over came. We got into the ferry, which looked like a normal public ferry, except that it was private. We stayed seated inside and the ferryman let the ferry go into the open water.
The journey was boring as it was really slow and lasted over an hour. Although you don't really need a car in Capri and only a few people drive one there as it is rarely allowed, we bribed someone there to confirm that we could use our cars. The only thing I did during the trip was look at the view and talk to my family and Lucia on the phone, everything has worked out so far.
After we drove the cars back down, we drove straight to the hotel because it was already evening and we were going out to eat soon. Mierda, from now on we have to pretend we're a couple. I don't feel like it at all. And by the way, Santiago of course managed to drive just because he couldn't handle my driving style.
As we walk through the entrance to the hotel you have to say that it is beautiful. Everything is full of beautiful lighting and you can already see part of the outside pool area, which is beautiful. The facade is a brilliant white and the floor has cobblestones. Towards the lobby is a large golden brown carpet, with floor lights on the side. All in all, the hotel makes a nice impression from the outside. We park the cars in the small garage next to it. An employee immediately came up to us and put our luggage on a cart and wanted to drive away with it. Before he was stopped by Raul, my bodyguard. So we went to the reception together while Raul pushed the cart with our luggage.
The lobby was beautiful with lots of gold accents on the wall and furniture. There were a few golden-brown armchairs and sofas in the lobby and a large reception desk where a young woman sat, who we now go to because she was the only one apart from the others who had no customers at the moment. "Salve, vorremmo fare il check-in, abbiamo prenotato a nom de López (Hello, we would like to check in, we have a reservation in the name López)," I said to her. But she doesn't particularly notice because she is Santiago I mean, I can't blame her, he's hot and all, but she still sees me next to him. I've noticed that Santiago has been getting everyone's attention since we've been in here, but you can do less obviously staring and doesn't need to make it so noticeable.
Since she's still not paying attention to me, I cleared my throat loudly, so that a few people looked over, luckily including the receptionist. "Mi scusi, ma vorremmo fare il check-in a nom de López, non il mi amor (Excuse me, but we would like to check in under the name López, it wasn't my favorite)," I said in Italian. Why I this I can speak language because of the private lessons before we went to boarding school. Meanwhile, I took Santiago's hand in mine and intertwined our fingers. He looked at me with a grin, he probably thinks I'm jealous or something, but I'm not. It just annoyed me that she was here sulking at him instead of doing her work. She was typing around on her computer until she spoke in a rude tone, "I have the numbers C9 and C8 The reception is also open to the buffet. (Your room numbers are C9 and C8. If you want anything else, just call the reception or come here. The buffet is also open now.)" At Coming here, she looked suggestively at Santiago and gave us the room cards.
When we were in the elevator with Raul and Rodrigo, I noticed that we were still holding hands. I quickly wanted to take my hand away from him, but he didn't let me, but held on even tighter. "What are you doing, there's no one here anymore," I said to him. "Well, I'm just holding my girlfriend's hand, mi amor," he said to me and grinned like that again. I know he only chose those words because of what I said, but I tried to ignore it as best as I could. Because his words triggered something in me that I can't describe. "Besides, you were the jealous one just now and not me," he said to me again, which made me blush slightly. "No, I wasn't jealous, I'm just trying to play the fake girlfriend right," I said, Even though I don't know if I meant it that way, even if I hope that's what it was.
Afterwards he seemed a little cooler and more distant than just now. What's wrong with him now? He has worse mood swings than a pregnant woman. Regardless, I won't let that put me off.
When we arrived at the room, Raul and Rodrigo went into the hotel room and we went into our suite. She was tall and beautiful. When you come in, there is a whirlpool at the back on the right and behind it a huge glass front. In this room there is also a small white sofa, which you can only sit on as it is too small to lie on, and a small white living room table. There was another small bar with a mini fridge on the other side of the wall. and There are three more doors bordering the room. I'm guessing two bedrooms and one bathroom.
I opened the first door on the far left and I was right, it was a large bathroom, with a bathtub and an open rain shower. There was also a double sink in white with a marble top underneath in the bathroom and a toilet. When I walked out of the bathroom into the room on the far right, I was right again, because it was a large bedroom. There was another large glass front on the side and a large black box spring bed in the middle. Three people would easily fit there, but for us only one, since we don't have to do it as a couple in the room. On the other side of the wall there was another black chest of drawers. We'll still find out who gets the room.
As I ran out of the room into the last one, I was struck. Father couldn't have meant that seriously.
