“I don’t ever want to leave this hotel.”
Ivan and I were still tangled up on the bed when the early morning hours came. Our hands are joined, his much bigger than mine, which I find kind of fascinating. He kisses the top of my head, just where my hairline begins.
“Me too.” He whispers in his soothing voice. “I wouldn’t mind if the rest of the world disappeared right now.”
We laugh and it really does feel like nothing matters in the world right now except us. Sleeping with him has reinforced my feelings for Ivan to a point where it’s kind of scary, actually ? I find myself clinging to him, craving the slightest touch, the smallest attention. I wonder if he feels the same.
I hear that men tend to lose interest after sleeping with a man but somehow, I dare to believe that Ivan is different. He cried last night. He was grateful that I gave him the most precious thing about me…Until now, I fe

The VICTORIA REGIA hotel is a five star premises, housing one of the best restaurants in Bogota and with it’s own built-in amusement park.
We get there on Friday night and it’s my first time stepping so close to a place filled with beauty and luxury. Ivan himself seems to be quite impressed though he was born with a silver spoon his mouth. No wonder, Valentino’s gift exceeds both of our expectation.
“This place must be out of a movie.” I comment as we walk down the reception.
The glass ceiling is so high up there that you could easily confuse it with the ceiling. I keep twisting my neck from one side to the other, hoping to see as much of the decor as possible. Ivan pulls me to his side by the waist as we reach the counter. I barely pay attention to his conversation with the young receptionist, too overwhelmed by the presence of wealthy, famous and influencing people in here.
I tap Ivan 

First time