Page 530 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
He reached out for me, but I swatted his hand away.
“Not yet. First you have to tell us how to get into the resort.”
“You really don’t have to seduce him,” said Ghostie. “He already agreed to tell us everything he knows.”
“A little extra incentive never hurt, right Simon?” I winked at him.
“Mhm.”
“So what do you know?” I asked.
“Well, I didn’t work there for long.”
“But it was long enough for you to learn about their super-secret passage that heads directly to their hostage chamber?”
“I’m afraid not.”
“#Lame. Do you at least know where they would keep a hostage?”
He shrugged. “Probably on the top five floors.”
“Perfect.” I ran over to my purse, grabbed my phone, and scrolled through their rooms. But they were all listed as sold out. So I had no choice but to be a weirdo and call them.
“Locatelli Resort and Spa,” answered the receptionist. Who was unfortunately female, so she’d be slightly more difficult to seduce.
“Hey,” I said. “I’m hoping to book the penthouse for this evening.”
“I’m afraid we’re all booked up this weekend. Our next availability is the weekend of July 12th.”
“As in…like 10 months from now?”
“Yes, ma’am. Shall I put you down for an economy double?”
Excuse me?What kind of basic bitch did she think I was? I didn’t stay in peasant rooms. Penthouse or nothing for me, bitch.
She must be joking. So I played along. “Oh sure. But only if it’s on the street side of the hotel. I don’t want to have to look at the stupid ocean.”
“Of course, ma’am.”
“What? No. I was joking. Now please move some things around so I can get in the penthouse this evening. I’ll pay double the normal rate.”
“I’m sorry, but that’s not possible. Like I said, we have no vacancies until July.”
Damn it!Usually I would have mentioned my name and then immediately gotten what I wanted. But the banana king probably had me on a black list so that I couldn’t come save Ash. “Okay, I’ll tell you what. Usually I wouldn’t take anything beneath the penthouse, but just this once I’ll make an exception and take anything you’ve got on the top 5 floors.”
Click.
I stared at my phone. “That bitch just hung up on me!”
“Yeah,” said Simon. “She probably got suspicious. The top 5 floors are Magnus’ private chambers. Employees only. And hostages, I suppose.”
“Magnus?”
“Magnus King. Luigi Locatelli’s right-hand-man.”
“Oooh. The banana king!”
Simon raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”
