"Are you leaving, for real?" Charlotte was looking Sebatian taking breakfast; her hands were side by side to her dish.

"I'm sorry, but business are business. I took care of it, he will be here soon." He drank a sip from his orange juice and use the tissue to wipe his mouth.

"He?" She inquired, watching him standing next to the table and then walking to fetch his jacket. He ignored her until he was fully dressed.

Someone knocked the door and he moved to open the door. He saw his guest and smiling he invited to get in.

"He is Francis, he will make you company for this week. Enjoy." His last statement made her blink a few times.

"Hello miss?" The man in front her, made her stand in front of him, while Sebastian was leaving her alone with a stranger.

"Charlotte... nice to meet you."

"Charlotte..." He made a gesture for her to tell him full name.

"Charlotte G... Stanford"

"Francis White, nice to meet you too. You see Mr. Carmine told me that you need something to combine with that little box over there." Francis pointed the white box and smiled to her.

"Combine"

"Uh ju... Let's go. We have to go shopping"

"Shopping?"

***

In the beauty saloon, Charlotte was sitting warching herself in the mirror.

"Are you sure about this honey? I mean your hair is beautiful." The hairdresser said to her, Charlotte took a deep inhale and then closing her eyes, exhaling she nodded.

"I want something bold, but glamorous. Something..."

"Better?"

"Yes! Something that makes me look even better"

"You mean gorgeous. Ok honey, here we go, please don't try to kill me later."

Charlotte smiled, and closed her eyes after watching her one last time again.

*

"Woah...my hair is above the shoulder." She looked that the hairdresser showed her long hair in a braid.

"Do you like it?"

"Of course! I love it!! Look my hair, isn't pretty in this way?"

"Sure, plus I believe that Sebastian will love it."

**

Back in the hotel, she was impatient waiting for her using a robe.

"Charlotte."

"Sebastian, do you like it?"

"Your hair. Yes you look like a different person."

She smiled at him, he put suitcase down and unbottoned his jacket. Walking he reached for her and kissed softly on her forehead.

"Wanna go out?"

"Yes!"

"Ready to open your present?"

"Yep"

He laughed and scanning the place for something, he saw the shopping bags.

"Bought something interesting?"

"I guess."

"I'll be taking a shower, you already did, right?"

"Yes"

"Good, so then get ready."

He left to his room and took a shower. Alone in her room, she opened the white box, and she found a beautiful pair of red blood Louboutin pumps. She took one and she was amazed that the shoe fitted perfectly on her.

Quickly she looked for a dress a white dress with black ornaments, she applied make up and in the blink of an eye, Charlotte was ready.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes"

"Let's go then"

*
"Tonight is the last one, tomorrow you go back to..."

"Reality, I know."

"A whisky on the rocks and a dry martini"

"Wanna dance?"

"Not really, go I'll watch you."

"Ok"

She drank her drink and then she went to the dance floor, the music and the neon lights, the noise, the people was something hipnotic for Charlotte.

She moved with the music, and suddenly a girl bumped with her.

"Sorry" The girl yelled.

"It's ok"

"Alone? wanna dance with me??"

"Yeah, why not?"

"I'm Sally"

"Charlotte"

Dancing with the music, Sally and Charlotte were involved in a circle of dancers, in the back of the place in one booth was Sebastian watching her be free. Until in a moment he lost her of sight.

"Uff I'm so tired" Sally took a shot and drank it.

"Me too."

"Hey wanna have some fun?"

"Yes."

"Here, have one." Sally offered a little white pill.

"What's that?"

"A little pill, it won't hurt you; come on relax!!"

Charlotte took it and after that Sally offered a shot of tequila. She felt the same, so she continue parting.

Everything went so weird, the music suddenly was so slow, the lights looked brigther, and she felt so light, like a feather. That stopped when Sally kissed her lips. So fast, everything was spinning until all went black.

No noise. No voice, nothing at all.

She oppened her eyes and saw the white ceiling. She removed the sheet and sat on the bed.

"Are you awake now?" Sebastian voice call her attention. "You went crazy last night, now get ready we have to go."

"So soon?" She felt someone moving in her bed. Green hair can be seen as the was was moving on the bed. Charlotte was peeking under the sheets and saw a tattoued girl wearing all her clothes.

"Last night both of you made a mess, after that you continue your private party in here."

"Oh god, did we... are you mad at me?"

"Should I?"

"I'm really sorry Sebastian, I..."

"What time is it?" The girl asked interrumpting them.

"Past eleven" Sebastian answered.

"Dear Christ! Shit! Gotta go! sorry. Oh my god, are you married? We??"

"Yes and no, I didn't touched you. I was working while I was listening everything"

The girl was relieved, Charlotte felt embarrased for her behavior. Minutes after she picked up everything and left them alone.

"Take a shower, you have to go back"

"What about you?"

"Something came out, so I have to stay, but I already cancel one ticket, your son is waiting for you."

"Ok" She accepted what he told her, then she walked to the bath room and took a quick shower. Getting out, she began to dress, and she saw her things done, she grabbed them and leave the room.

"Be careful, I contact you as soon as I arrive in a few days. Don't dare to get laid with him. Not yet. You're now mine, and we made a deal remember?"

"Yes."

He kissed her, and let her go, she said good bye to him.

"Victor... I'm going back."

*

Victor was standing with Marvin on his arm, among the people waiting for Charlotte, he was looking for her with his eyes, he felt desesperate because he couldn't find her.

But Charlotte saw him, she smiled when she saw Marvin, but she didn't want to go with then, at least not in that moment. She thanked to the heaven her makeover, and keeping her sunglasses on, she walked in front on him, just passing by next to him.

Victor waited for more than an hour, he asked if her was on the flight but he did not get a good answer. Charlotte wasn't on that flight.

When they arrived home, he saw a woman standing on the living room, drinking a glass of wine and then smiling to him.

"Charlotte?"

"Victor. I'm back."