Chapter 6

Damiano

I entered the lobby of one of the fanciest hotels in Los Angeles and went straight to the reception desk.

“Mr. Bellavia, so great to see you again! Are you here for a meeting?” The receptionist greeted me with a wide smile and quickly checked her computer.

“No, I’m here for pleasure.” I told her.

“Oh, excellent! But I’m afraid all our master suites have been booked. If you would give me a minute, I will have something figured out for you right away.”

“No need to.” I stopped her before she could make any calls. “I already have a room. It should be under the name of Althaia Celano.”

“Just a second, and I will find it for you.” Her red nails tapped on the keyboard as she searched the database.

“Bill her stay on my card. I will only be here for a few hours. Order everything you have on the menu, plus a bottle of your best champagne, and send it up.” I slid my card towards her and checked my watch to signal my impatience.