She walked up to me clad in a skin tight dress I can only assume is from Fashion Nova, "Buy me a drink, handsome?" she placed her hand on my chest. 

"How about I buy us a room instead?"

The next morning I woke up in a hotel room, hung-over as shit with the curly headed cutie from the club sleeping soundly next to me. Yeah she'll probably be out for a while. I got up out of the bed as quietly as possible and began fumbling around for my belongings. I collected my phone, wallet and keys before exiting the hotel room in only a bath robe.

"Henry" I nodded to the bellman who was waiting for me in the hallway.

"Here's your room key sir, your suit has already been steamed for you and everything"

I pulled a hundred dollar bill from my wallet, "Thanks Henry, do me a favor and collect my clothes from inside? Preferably before she wakes up" I handed him another bill before walking down the hallway to the suite that was waiting for me.

I've made a habit of these little flings, as I'm sure you can tell. A family friend owns this hotel so I prefer to partake in my rendezvouses here, as I know I can count on their utmost discretion. Being that my family runs a very prominent business, I'm not exactly free from the public eye. We're not like the Kardashians or anything. However, if reports of some of my more scandalous exploits were to get out... The result would be nothing short of catastrophic.

I got out the shower to find my little brother standing in the middle of the hotel room looking panicked

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I got out the shower to find my little brother standing in the middle of the hotel room looking panicked.

"Brandt? How'd you even know I was here" I asked, drying off my wet hair with a towel.

He scoffed shaking his head, "It wouldn't take a genius to figure out. Now get dressed, we need to go"

"Fine, fine, I'm getting dressed but the least you could do is wait outside"

"I'm not fucking waiting outside. Get dressed. Now!"  Brandt turned around so I'd at least have a little bit of privacy as I quickly dressed in my Armani suit.

"Okay what's going on? You have a major stick up your ass this morning" I glanced at my baby brother as I fixed my hair in the bathroom mirror.

"We don't have time for this shit" He grabbed my arm tugging me out of the room, "Father is the one who demanded I find you. I can't even imagine how you royally fucked up this time but he's pissed. He's fucking pissed!"

"Oh shit" I muttered under my breath.

"Yeah, oh shit is right"

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