I switched for a Morrocan visa which was granted to me  without delay,  if Steph was indeed in Dubai, going there will only be a damper on my expeditions, I want to experience everything I  can now, exploit a bit before the end of my five years break.

From Marrakesh to Rabat then right straight to the streets and shops of Milan I couldn’t get over the immense euphoria I  felt especially when I go skydiving or sightseeing  and then the ultimate of them all SHOPPING. 

I bought just about everything and nothing from expensive jewelleries to the cheapest crinkets and charms, everything was a snap of a finger away creating my very own paradise right on earth.
  The five star hotel was an addendum, room service was immaculate,  and the in-house masseuse I  could call up was quite incredible.  I had my mini spa treatment right in my room without going out.  

Living the rich luxurious life I could never imagine much less dream of cos there was no way I’d have even a  flash of this life in my dream when I’ve never thought of  it. 

It also came with a huge casino and club downstairs at the ground floor Monaco was indeed a city worth living. The clubs and  hotels were literally places you could die for I’d never regret spending my last dime in this place. 

I went downstairs dressed in a dark mid thigh body con with my 6 inches high heels, my make up was over the notch,  I decided to go for a bold red lips to go with my bright makeup.

I went  straight to the  jackpot immediately I  entered the club,  I’m still yet to try the cards, who knows,  I could be lucky like I was at Vienna City.
 This one seems to be more complicated than Vienna’s jackpots though it was much  sophisticated,  I rolled my eyes when I finally figured where the slot was and slotted my money  through.  My head turned  with all the rumblings it made after I’d pressed on almost every button on it then it pinged,  the reels were mismatched,  that meant I didn’t win anything I rolled my eyes tsking at how annoying the whole experience had been. 

I had wasted my precious time and money I could have just danced and gone back upstairs with totally no harm done. 
 I left the area and walked over to the bar, I gently placed my purse on the cabinet  and sighed before hoisting  up the long stool. I ordered for  tequila shots with lime.  I swiped my  tongue around the salty sugary powder coated on the rim of the glass before shoving the drink down my throat.  I closed my eyes at the burn in my throat which had me feeling warm all over then went out to the dance floor.  
I felt someone behind me “You are such a good dancer”a voice appraised behind me as he started grinding on me,  I stiffened and pulled away,   “Sorry if I came onto you like that I was captivated by your beauty” he apologized in his thick accent,  “I’m Timone” he said holding his palm  to his chest, “Please let me treat you to a drink” I smiled a bit and nodded, I didn’t miss the sigh that skipped his mouth,   We went over to the bar  and ordered drinks. 

I laughed at Timone’s attempt to  translate  the names of the drinks in English, I made a note to try the “volcano” he  recommended. 


My head felt like it had been plucked from my head then bounced to and fro a wall,  it might probably erupt anytime soon,  what’s happening ? I slowly opened my closed lids but it felt like huge boulders were placed on it, I rolled to my side and closed my eyes scared I might burst an eye if I shut it too tightly. 

After what felt like days I woke up with a throbbing head. 

A man in his shorts laid sprawled on the farthest part of the bed,  I blinked trying to clear off the fog that had clogged my mind, but he just won’t  disappear,  WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?  and not fully clothed too,  this is not happening, I’m I really capable of acting this way, all I remember is asking for a Volcano,  why was T- I closed my eyes again what the hell was his name,  why was he in the same bed with me?. 

I held my head as the thud increased this time along with my tummy,  bile filled my mouth, I forced myself to rise from the bed,  but didn’t make it to the bathroom,  I emptied everything on the tiled floor of the room. 

Whathas Casse got herself into? Did she really sleep with Timone, let me know what you think 😉.


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