Heartbreak Hotels

Episode 3

2 Years Later.

Paris, France.

Since the incident 2 years ago, Issabele Caroline Rose decided to return to her hometown, Paris.

Isa even willing to leave his studies that have been lived half way.

Don't tell me that the reason Isa came back to his hometown is because Sean, no. That's not why Isa came back.

Isa returned to Paris due to the declining economic condition of his family. Apparently, his parents were willing to owe it to others so that Jesus could study in Rome. Of course, this thing his parents did was unknown to Isa.

Isa was disappointed with both parents for hiding such a big problem from Isa. But the rice has become porridge. There is no point in being disappointed and sorry.

Now, thanks to Isa's skills in designing and drawing, Isa finally decided to become a designer at a fashion house owned by his friend, Debbie Marshal. With his income being a designer, Isa can repay little by little the debt of his parents.

“Boo!!” call Debbie while patting Isa's shoulder slowly which makes Isa surprised.

“Crazy!!!” maki Isa when the picture was accidentally crossed out.

Debbie who saw this immediately laughed happily.

Actually, Isa was eager to curse Debbie even more violently.

“Sorry... Isa, let's play yuk!” debbie said while showing her sweetest smile to Isa.

“I still have a lot of work. Hush, hush, go!” said Isa without looking at Debbie and took back a new paper to improve the design.

“Aish, Isa!!! Comeon! I'm so bored!” whine Debbie while sitting on an empty bench next to Isa.

“You are bored but I am not bored” said Isa with a small smile.

Debbie swung her lips in annoyance.

Not lost sense, Debbie then rocked – shake Isa's arm to disturb Isa's concentration.

“Come, comeon. Aren't you tired of just making friends with this – white paper!” said Debbie upset while scrambling – random rough all the paper that was on the table Isa.

Isa who saw that only shook his head in annoyance.

Quickly, Isa picked up all the messy papers and arranged them to a safe place out of Debbie's reach.

“We just got there last night. Aren't you bored?” asked Isa while giving her concerned look to Debbie.

“No. C'mon there! This is your boss's order! Otherwise I'll fire you!” debbie Threat.

Isa who heard Debbie's baseless threat just smiled and nodded.

“Yeah!!” debbie cried happily as Isa agreed to go with her.

Isa can only resign when Debbie screams happily.

During his stay in Paris, Isa was always following Debbie wherever Debbie went. The reason is simple, because Isa is Debbie's assistant trust. In addition, Debbie said that she really wanted to introduce Isa to her other Designer friends – friends so that the association of Isa expanded.

However, instead of taking Isa to a party or meeting attended by a number of high-class designers, Debbie was even more interested in bringing Isa to the Club.

At first, Isa strongly disapproves of Debbie's wishes which lead her to the Club. However, Debbie with all her seduction managed to make Isa fall into the delights of the night world.

Despite just sitting and drinking one glass of wine, Isa felt that he was very different from Isa 2 years ago who never even touched the Club floor.

Isa sighed violently when he saw his reflection in the mirror in front of him. Currently, Isa was wearing a purple dress with a glitter decoration that looked very crowded. Really am... Isa was not comfortable wearing the short cut dress, the dress could only cover half her thighs, not to mention that the dress had a low cut on her chest so that the dress showed the base of Isa's breasts. I want Isa to change the dress, if Debbie doesn't order him to wear it.

"Don't be like that Isa! You're so pretty in that dress! Too beauty!!!" debbie said with a smile happy to see the resigned face of Isa.

"You made me feel like I was one of those happy women there. What if something bothers me?" asked Isa annoyed while trying to pull her dress so as not to expose too much of the base****nanya\, but when Isa pulled her dress to cover the base of her breast\, the dress instead exposed her lower buttocks. Ugh. really uncomfortable.

"Isn't that good? You're not going to be single for the rest of your life" she teased Debbie while wearing her 5cm heels.

"What the hell! You think life is just about a couple? Sisters can live into old age without a partner"

"So.. You liken yourself to a holy sister? Don't joke with me Isa. A nurse won't wear a dress like you're wearing it" Debbie said with a happy smile.

Isa rolled his eyes lazily. It's free if he has to argue with his boss.

"Let's go!" debbie said happily while embracing Isa's shoulder. Debbie's happy expression was inversely proportional to Isa's resigned expression.

During the drive to the club, Debbie drove her car very happily. Every now and then, the woman whistled to the tune of the song she played through her cell phone. Although Isa? The woman was just busy counting her savings that she would use entirely for her sister Minnie Lisaly's college tuition.

"Welcome" said one of the club's bodyguards who is in charge of guarding the club.

Currently they are at Club Vendome & Fauborg or commonly referred to as Club V & F. The club is very famous for the slogan where you can spend all your treasure. Not without reason, the club got such a slogan because the average price of drinks sold there starts from 80 Euros (equivalent to Rp.1,287,804) to 1,600 Euros (equivalent to Rp. 25,756,090). Indeed, this club has always been inhabited by people from the upper class, such as business people, artists, and other socialites.

In addition, Club V & F has other advantages that make many high-class people really enjoy their time at the club. That's the comfort they get. Club V&F is famous for its excellent security. In fact, the French police never sniffed the existence of certain networks in the club, even though the club was often used as a meeting place for certain networks, such as mafia networks, such as mafia networks, drug networks, human trafficking networks and so on.

"When not to the dance floor?" ask Debbie when they get into the club.

"No need. I'm just sitting here" Isa refused while sitting in one of the seats in front of the bartender.

"Fine! Just drink the drink you want to drink, remember. I'll treat you!" debbie said with a smile and winked one eye with a joke.

"Yes, yeah... I know. Hurry up and you'll leave, you'll have nowhere to dance" Isa said, pushing Debbie away.

It did not take long, now Isa was staring at Debbie who was busy winding her body following the song being played by the disc jokey who was at the club. Isa just smiled to see it, if only Isa could easily forget the problem in the same way that Debbie did, maybe now the burden of Isa has been lifted.

"Please give me a glass of margarita with the lowest alcohol content" Isa said with a smile to a bartender who was in front of him.

"All right, miss"

"This, miss. Please enjoy" said the bartender while offering a glass of margarita to Isa.

"Thank you" said Isa who was replied with a faint nod from the bartender.

Isa gulped his margarita. Ugh. It feels really fresh.

For those of you who do not know margarita, margarita is one of the alcoholic drinks in the class of cocktail, tequila and champagne. The specific thing about the margarita that makes Isa very fond of alcohol drinks is because the margarita consists of a mixture of liqueuer and lime that is perfected with ice cubes, what makes a margarita cools your throat when you gulp it down. Well, from that explanation alone you can guess that margaritas are not the same as other alcoholic drinks that can give a sensation of heat in the throat when you gulp it.

"Far away here just for a glass of margarita with the lowest alcohol content? Are you still sane?" ask a man sitting next to Isa.

Jesus tried to ignore the man. Not once was Isa often spoken to by the men who were at the club, but Isa always ignored them. After all, they will also eventually leave Isa because Isa is not the type of woman who likes aggressive men in expensive clubs.

"Try to ignore me? You need to know, no woman has ever ignored me. Well.. unless the woman is blind" said the man accompanied by rascals.

Both of Isa's ears felt very hot when he heard the man's words. Just this time Isa met a man who immediately humbled him at their first meeting. Counting - counting, the man had twice demeaned Isa. First, he questioned the sanity of Jesus, second, he said Jesus was blind.

Isa who felt his comfort was disturbed immediately rose from his seat, he was about to leave the place.

"Where'd you go miss?" asked the man while holding Isa's hand.

"None of your business" said Isa tampa looking at the man as he tried to release his hand that was being held by the man's hand.

Bugh.

Deftly, the man lifted Isa's body into his lap so that Isa was now on it.

Isa felt his heart beat 10x faster. In his entire life, Jesus never sat on a man. And ugh.. What is it? Isa could feel something very hard under his butt.

"Take me off!" said Isa while moving - move his body to create distance between them.

Instead of letting go of Isa, the man even more pulled Isa into his arms. One man's hand was used to lock the movement of Isa's body, while the other hand moved not necessarily the direction on Isa's back that made Isa feel uncomfortable.

"Take me off!" said Isa while hitting the man's hard chest. Isa was quite aware that his blow meant nothing to the man, but at least Jesus had to maintain his dignity as a woman.

The man smiled at the behavior of his little girl. While Isa who saw the faint smile of the man immediately felt goosebumps.

"Don't move much little girl. Don't you know that she's so tormented downstairs?" asked the man sensually near Isa's ear. Every now and then, the man swept his tongue around Isa's ear.

Isa's body froze instantly. It all feels so strange to Jesus now.

"It turns out you're the type of woman who can just shut up when given pleasure huh?" ask the man again while squeezing the strong butt of Isa which makes Isa immediately feel surprised.

"Stop that!" said Isa whose consciousness had returned completely.

Isa then raised his face to look at the face of the brash man. Although the lights in the club are dim, but Isa can capture the sturdy face of the man who symbolizes the authority possessed by the man.

But wait a second... I think Isa had seen that face. But where?

"Ugh.." a de***an escaped from Isa's tiny mouth.

Isa cursed himself who could not control his passion, but he was more doomed to the man's hand.

Isa was biting his lower lip tightly so that his mouth would not let out that disgusting voice again. Now, Isa is even squeezing the strong shirt of the man in front of him. Perhaps Isa was not fully aware, that now there is a pair of eyes that emit passion restrained in front of him.

"I will give you the paradise of this mortal world" whispered the man as he gave a kiss mark on the neck of Isa's smooth white row.

The man became increasingly to Isa. His behavior made Isa like he was in the awang - awang. This time Jesus felt something like that.

"Fast!" lamented Isa while immersing his face in the chest of the field belonging to the man.

To hell with the dignity he had been protecting. This time Isa only wants to focus on bringing out something in him that has been tempestuous.

"Like you say, little girl" said the man.

The man accelerated his rhythm. The man was very fond of Isa's current expression, Isa's face was too innocent to carry out such an erotic expression. And that made the man harden. It seems, after satisfying the little girl, the man must quickly hire 5 women to complete the desire of the beast.

"Ughs... I am out" said Isa when Isa felt a wave of waves hit him.

The man smiled when he saw the face enjoying Isa's.

"Are you satisfied?" asked the man while pulling his finger from Isa's secret garden.

Isa raised his head which felt very heavy. What did he just do? Her body betrayed her.

Now, Isa looked at the man who was sucking his finger which he used to satisfy Isa with a seductive expression. Ughhhh... Isa felt that the bottom had started to water again.

"This is your milk. You should try it" the man said with a slanted smile.

A moment later, the man inserted his finger which he had sucked into Isa's mouth. The man choked Isa with the finger of Isa's own liquid. Isa who had been eaten by the gabut of passion immediately smeared the finger.

"Good girl" praised the man as she gently stroked the top of Isa's head.

　

Author Note: Does anyone know who that guy is? If you know, then come... Do not forget to like this story the same share to your friends, so that the author more up his spirit.