MARIED CAMUCHO
05. Mysterious Good Man
Both eyes of Dayana circulating looking for someone to be found from the many people who are enjoying the night in a club. His feet stepped past the men until he found his friend jogged on the dance floor with three seductive men.
"Miley!" call Dayana makes Miley Spencer aware of her arrival.
"Dayana, you're here!" miley continued to shake her body in the middle of the three men.
Dayana pulls Miley's hand to take her away from the crowd. They chose to sit in the bar stool instead of getting dizzy in the crowd like that.
"You starve all the men as if to devour you, Mile" said Dayana, ordering her drink.
"I want to enjoy this great night."
The bartender serves drinks to Dayana and Miley in the middle of their conversation.
"So, what about that America's Next Top Model competition you're going to take on?" ask Dayana before sipping her beer.
"I'll stay in the camp with other models during the event. Eat it I want to enjoy my freedom now before I go."
"It's definitely your rivals a lot. Have you seen them?"
Miley groaned small with heavy breathing. "They are very, very, very tall and beautiful. I'm not sure I can win."
"Don't do that. I'm even shorter than you" Dayana said, trying to calm her best friend's despair.
"Ows. Know it? One of the judges is your brother, Day."
Dayana. "Rebecca?"
Miley's head nodded in confirming. "I hear she's known as the eagle eye when it comes to modeling. Wrong just a little, he could instantly nag a lot."
"Rebecca is indeed a bit of a perfectionist and full of ambition, especially when it comes to her work."
"You don't want to follow in your brother's footsteps, Day? Being model?"
Dayana laughs amusedly. "Mile, I have a job too."
"really? You're aware you're working now?"
"I'm a collector of handsome and rich men. My pay could even exceed Rebecca's pay" Dayana said confidently.
Miley snarled angrily at the answer as she was seriously shocked to think the unemployed Dayana was already self-conscious about wanting to work.
"Funds are tempting, your pay can be billions. You're amazing, Day!" sarcastic Miley. But Dayana instead seemed relaxed to respond because she knew Miley was just joking.
"That's one way you can get rich instantly" he said.
They both spent time drinking and dancing in the club. So much to drink, Dayana to get drunk so much as Miley.
With a shaky step, Dayana came out of the crowded place to go home because her head started to feel so dizzy. He tried to focus on driving the car slowly in a state of drunkenness until...
Brakk!
Dayana's body fell forward. He took a small moan massaging his forehead which began to throb pain.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
The knock made Dayana lower the windshield next to her. He commented on the grin with a state of trying his hardest to eliminate the effects of his current hangover.
"Are you okay, Miss?" asked the man bowed leisurely to see the state of Dayana inside.
"Sorry, Sir. I was about to park, but suddenly my head hurt" Dayana pleaded.
"You drunk?" The question was thrown in a normal tone, there was no anger or resentment in it.
"No" elak Dayana.
"I can smell the alcohol, Miss." A small smile was created on the man's lips. "elright. Actually, now you're bumping into my car."
"Really?" Dayana took off her seat belt and went out in a gentle motion to see the state of their car.
"Oh my god. Sorry.." she closed her mouth as if she was surprised. "Is he okay?"
The moustached and thin-bearded man turned to point Dayana at his car.
"Mh, I'm not sure."
Dayana walked closer to the side of the car and stroked the top of it like stroking the head of a small child. He even gave a few kisses there that made some passersby throw strange glances at him, including the car owner.
"You all right? I'm fine, really. My car just scratches a little. You too, right?" oceh Dayana talks to the car herself.
"Alright, Miss. I gotta get going. Maybe you can pull your car over first so I can drive my car."
"I'll-huek!" Dayana tightened her mouth to hold back the nausea she was feeling right now.
"Geek!" At last, Dayana put her head through the open window of the man's car.
The vomit from inside Dayana's stomach had to land on the front seat of the car, until the owner rubbed his face trying to gather patience to see his car vomited Dayana.
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The face that was highlighted by the warm sunlight made Dayana wake up from her deep sleep. He looked small and opened his eyes slowly to adjust his vision to the ambient light. His body wriggled a little on the soft bed he was in.
"What'sthis? Where am I?" muttered Dayana wondered with a body that suddenly woke up.
His eyes circulated around the room while thinking about the reason he was there. After looking around to be sure, Dayana suspects to be at a kamae hotel.
"I don't remember coming here" his monologue inching from the bed.
After cleaning up there first, Dayana came out of the hotel room. He went to the front desk clerk first to confirm something.
"Excuse me, Miss. I want to ask you about the guy who booked room 5221 last night."
"I'm sorry, Miss. We cannot divulge the personal data staying here," he said, making Dayana swallow bitterly disappointed.
Quiet for a moment to think, Dayana finally got a way to get information from the employee.
"Help me, Miss. I was suddenly in the room naked" she whispered at the end. "I just want to find out who's been harassing me."
Ii'm sorry.
The employee looked pityfully at Dayana who was now showing perfect acting like a woman who had been abused.
"In the meantime, Miss." He flips through the guestbook to find what Dayana wants.
"The person who booked the room was named Sebastian Reeves."
"Sebastian Reeves?" Kening Dayana frowned in surprise because she felt she had never known a man named Sebastian.
"Can I have the number?" pinta Dayana.
The pleasure came when Dayana got the number from a man named Sebastian. He was curious about the figure who had been kind enough to book him a hotel room without any evil intentions. Even though Dayana had accused the man of desecrating her in front of the hotel employee.
But before that, Dayana wants to go home first because today she has to see Damien for a date. But the car is not known where it is now, as a result Dayana had to go by taxi. Upon arrival, he found a large enough grocery bag lying at the door.
"What's this?" dayana muttered as she opened the bag that turned out to contain a Channel-branded bag with a car key and an ATM card inside.
Dayana entered while thinking hard about the possibility of the person giving the item.
"Liam?" dug murmuring. "Cannot be. He broke up with me. What's Damien?"
Dayana looked back at those things thoughtfully.
"Damien knows my pin unit. He'll keep it inside, not at the door. What Thomas? Ah, naw. He rarely gives surprises. William's? He'll call me if he wants to give me something." Ask yourself, answer yourself.
Then who?
One of the men on Dayana's list is Arturo.
"Ah, not possible. Time she..." The sentence came to a halt as his doubts slowly dissolved.
Arturo could have given all this to him. Moreover, yesterday Dayana requested the terms of her deal as Arturo's wife. Maybe this is the living Arturo promised him.
"really?" dayana's murmurs scratch the head without itching.
Justright. The car was parked in the basement when Dayana searched for it using the key she got. When he got in the car, there was a small note stored on the steering chair.
^^Today at 6 pm on springday street No.15^^^
^^^ARTURO^^^
Dayana smiles with excitement because she gets a new car that is better than the car given William is now missing.
Amidst the excitement, his phone rang. Dayana picked up a call from someone who only wrote a row of unknown numbers.
"You got it?"
The heavy voice clearly belonged to Arturo. "I didn't think you'd give me any of this."
"Okay. Since you got what you wanted, now you have to do what I want. Come to the address I gave you."
"For what? Where are we going?" ask Dayana curiously.
"My mother's house. Olivia held a small event to celebrate my mother's birthday. Come." Come."
"Okay." Although reluctant. "I will keep my promise."
