It was a beautiful afternoon as I jogged through Grant Park. I stopped to get a drink from the water fountain, as was I gulped down the water to soothe my thirst. I could see a shadow of someone standing there waiting for his turn to get a drink of water too. I stopped drinking and looked up, and to my surprise; there was this amazingly handsome guy standing there observing me. I was over whelmed by his deep dark eyes and that smile. I stepped back to let my eyes roam over this masculine specimen, giving him his turn to have a drink as well, but he refused, so I continued jogging. I had jogged the distant, but once again I ran into this handsomely strange man again, only this time he stopped me by saying in a deep voice; “You didn’t give me the opportunity to introduce myself.” I gave him a strange look and then I said; “Okay, and you are?” sarcastically. “My name is Hamilton.” I gave him a slight smile, indicating that I really didn’t care. I told him that I was pleased to meet him, but not really meaning it, as I went on my way, but he continued to follow me. As I jogged, he jogged beside me whispering something under his breath. I looked at him out of the corner of my eyes to see what type of kookiness he was on, as I speeded up. I could sense his anger flare up inside him, as he struggled to catch up with me. I stopped with a powerful force and turned around looking dead into his angry eyes; as he laughed loudly and walking away, but then he came back with such a force picking me up slamming me into the hard concrete knocking me unconscious.
I had finally come too, but I was groggy and my vision was blurred, but I could see that I was in a dimly lit room. I could hear what sound like an orchestra playing, so I sat up in the double king size bed as I let my feet touch the warm floor, when I noticed a person sitting across the room, I jumped back; placing my hands on the bed. He glared at me with a glow that lit up the room. I quickly glance around the room shifting my eyes from side to side and then back on him. Fear came over me, as my heart started racing when he asked me my name. I softly said Yolon, because I didn’t know what to expect, but suddenly an ease came over me, as I stared into the deep dark eyes of this strange appealing man. I closed my eyes to fight the feelings that suddenly consumed my body, for a man whose name I only knew as Hamilton. The more he stared at me the more I desired to have him as my body became warmer and warmer. I felt the need to shed my clothes off layer by layer, because the heat was ripping through me like fire. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, licking my lips to remove the dryness. I became overwhelmed by the heat as I fell into a deep sleep.
I had awaked hours later feeling as though I had become one with this stranger, whom I knew absolutely nothing about. I peeped under the cover where I laid nude; I jumped out of the bed and run to the shower. I showered for more than an hour trying to wash away what I thought had happened. After showering I quickly wrapped myself inside of one of the huge towels that was hanging from the hook. I stared at myself in the mirror hating myself for what had happened. I fell to my knees crying and screaming to the top of my lungs. I didn’t care if he heard me or not, but I just had to get it out of me. I cried and cried then finally pushing myself up from the floor. I walked back into the enormous size room, scrambling around the room looking for my clothes, when suddenly he was standing there handing me the outfit of his choice, which was a short black dinner dress. I snatched the dinner dress from him dashing into the dressing room where I allowed these strange women to dress me; sadly enough the dress fitted my curvy body perfectly. I came out of the dressing room looking amazing. I had was hoped that he had left the bedroom, but no he was standing there looking at me with his desirable eyes, as I joined him hand and hand as we walked down the stairs together to where the dining room was lit with candles and the dinner table was set amazedly beautiful with a plate setting for eight, but it was only the two of us. I suddenly felt like a queen having dinner with her king, as the butler filled my glass with champagne. Hamilton stared at me from across the table as I cut into the lamb chop on my plate; slowly bring it to my mouth. He smiled as I chewed the lamb, allowing the tasty favors to melt in my mouth, because I was starving. We finished our dinner with not at word, but our eyes connected each time I looked across the table at him. He then rose from his chair walking over to me reaching for my hand. I looked up at him giving him my hand; hating every moment of our time together. We walked down this long corridor that lead to a huge ballroom, where I could hear orchestrated music coming from the room. He opened the double doors to where this room sparkled from the gigantic crystal chandelier and ice scriptures that decorated room. The ballroom was glinting with pure bliss, as he took my hand and twirled me on to the dance floor, where we danced around the ballroom floor until dawn. I was amazed by the compassion that poured from the heart of this man, his delicate touch and soft spoken voice had won me over. I desired the need to forgive him for his harsh way of taking me away from my life.
Day light peeped through the windows as I run back to the enormous size room strip out of the evening dress and heels, throwing on a tee-shirt, jeans and knee high boots. I then ran down the stairs to make my escape, but there was no need for that, because Hamilton was standing at the bottom of the stairs with his hand extended, and I once again gave him my hand as he led me to an open terrace where the smell fresh strawberries filled the air. He pulled out my chair; I sat down taking in how charming Hamilton really was. We looked into each other eyes from across the table, but I let my eyes fall to the brick terrace floor. He continued to stare at me telling me that he had a surprise for me. He then walked me to the front door where on the outside he had provided me with a get-a-way car, which was the most amazing vehicle a Maybach 62 to exit his life forever. I kissed him on the cheek as he held me tightly in is arms refusing to let me go, but I finally pulled myself away from him, jumped into my car and headed toward the bridge, waving goodbye to Hamilton forever, but at the end of the bridge was a Lake. I looked back at Hamilton standing in the driveway through the rearview mirror. I took my eyes off the rearview mirror, thinking to myself have I really escaped from Hamilton, as I plunged the vehicle into Lake. The vehicle floated slowly to the bottom, as my breath was leaving body, I could hear a splash… To be continued
