Chapter 22
LEIGH-ARI
The anticipation of what waited for me in First ss cabin was suffocating, and as soon as I stepped into
the First ss Terminal, my whole changed! It was as if I had stepped into a whole new different world
and it’s crazy how the adventure started right even before I boarded the ne. My poor self always
thought First ss is on in the cabin.
I walked to the check-in where I quickly dealt with the process and even before I could turn to leave, a
neat poised gentleman with a khaki pilot suit and white fabric gloves was waiting for me patiently and
stoically. He ushered me to walk and that’s what I did, he walked in well-manicured and practices steps
in front of me, leading us to the doors which revealed a giant airport lounge as soon as he opened them.
Now this wasn’t just an ordinary airport lounge.
This lounge was astoundingly smashing! There werefortable luxurious loungers and chairs, as well
a sa huge assrge spread of gourmet food waiting to be devoured. The space between chairs and
loungers gave one the benefit of utmost privacy and I couldn’t help but fall head over heels. Since I was
flying Emirates, the décor was a mixture of deep shade of maroon, mosaic khaki and white. The tiles,
ceramic counters and tables gave a ssic view of luxury, art, and opulence.
The gentleman politely called me out and that’s when I realized I had frozen by the door for quite some
time now. I picked my jaw from somewhere on the floor and followed him closely. Looking around the
lounge made me feel slightly underdressed but I didn’t want to show it. Although I didn’t buy this
situation, I was going to own it.
With that, I held my chin up, puffed my chest and then added an extra sway of my hips in my walk. Yahp!
That’s what first-ss does to you.
I sat down near the giant windows and instantly got sumbed in the picturesque scenery in front of me.
Awe and admiration filled me when I watched steel-birds marring the outside of the windows. There were
small, big, average sized nes with different colors and brands; some held high the gs of their
respective countries, proudly screaming to the world the pride they took in serving their country.
I have seen nes before, many aircrafts and had admired them. But seeing them from this height was
something foreign to me and I just couldn’t help but smile with pure bliss. The respect I held for those
who monitored the nes, those who created the steel-birds, those who flew them up above the milky
clouds
skyrocketed. I was in pure awe.
Minutes ticked by and I settled with some refreshments to kill time. My flight was in a few minutes but
things looked different here so I decided to bite my tongue and sit down. I took a sip of my hot chocte
and continued my intense stare outside the window.
Right on the clock, the same gentleman who brought me in here approached me and gave me a gentle
smile;
“It is time to board the ne!” He announced and waited for me to gather my paraphernalia and once
again, ushered me out the door. We walked until we left the airport building and arrived in an exclusive
parking where a shiny ck Porsche was waiting. The chauffer opened the door and I slid in. my weird
ass stopped myself from grinning like an idiot.
The Porsche whooshed pleasantly andfortably to the craft which was waiting and I took yet another
exclusive private door into the pale. The interior was exactly how I imagined it to be. Insanely beautiful.
Like the lounge, the décor was the same shades of hue and it was really beautiful. There were 8 small
cubicles which I assumed were the seats. And it turned out just like I had thought. The stewardess
opened my cubicle and ushered me in. I wasted no time reclining into afortable seat and just died a
little.
The rest of the journey was spentzily in the deluxe surrounding, enjoying the snacks, mouth-watering
food, the delicious wines and the world’s ss service!
Soon, wended in Istanbul and it was a little after 6pm. I nned on getting the cab to the designated
hotel where we were going to sleep with the rest of the crew and hoped that they were already there. Life
however had different ns, Right outside the exit stood a man in a ck suit carrying a board with my
name engraved with bold letters on it. Although it was very strange and a little unexpected, I was thankful
that I wasn’t going to wait for the cab, especially at the ce I wasn’t familiar with.
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I walked to the man and introduced myself as Dr. Leigh-Ari Montreal. We exchanged some greetings and
h e offered to carry my luggage for me and that I did not refute. No one denies a gentleman. We walked
to a ck Mercedes Benz W206 and I couldn’t believe my lucky star. The universe seemed to be ying
a weird prank on me but I fuckin’ loved it. First ss cabin, Porsche ride and now the newest Mercedes?
Wow! Just wow.
The gentleman opened the door for me and got in to the driver’s seat. The ride to the hotel was short and
soon, we were inside the grand hotel that breathed money and deluxe.
I exined to the receptionist that I was here with some doctors who may have arrived earlier before me.
She was happy to amodate me and gave me my keys. The ma?tre d arrived on the clock and
escorted me to the elevator. We rode it infortable silence and stopped 18 floors up, then walked
down a small hallway and stopped in front of a ck door. I tapped the card key on the small scanner
and the door gave out a soft clink. I pushed it open and stopped dead in my tracks!
“Ahhhhhm, I think there is a bit of a confusion in regard to my stay here.” I called out to the ma?tre d with
furrowed brows.
“Pardon me madam but there really is no confusion. This is your room and you will be staying here until
the end of your workshop.” He exined briefly but didn’t help anything.
“This is a penthouse!” I pointed out with my thumb, gesturing the already jaw-dropping room.
“Yes madam.”
“And the hospital didn’t book the penthouse for me.”
“Yes madam but we were given strict orders to give you this room.” What? By who?
“By who?” I asked, confusion settling in harder.
“By me!” The deep heavy ented voice called out from the inside and I turned to find none, but
Lorenzo Neighbor Dearest Cattanio in his majestic mighty glory. He was wearing a navy blue suit, no tie
and the first two buttons undone. It took me a second to realize I had been shocked to mute.
“I can take it from here sir. Thank you.” He addressed the ma?tre d who made a small bow and the turned
t o leave.
“Cat caught your tongue?” The sinfully hot creature in front of me intoned arching a brow, his sharp jaw
ticking slightly
“You!” Was all I managed to squeak.
“Me? What about me?” He asked with a glimmer in his voice.
“What are you doing here and what the hell is all this about?” There was no way this was happening. I
could have sworn I left him in his apartment in Cyprus. So it had to be some voo-doo shit that he was
standing here in front of me. In Turkey to be exact!
“I am the sponsor of the workshop and the investor in the project. I donated the shitload of money to your
hospital and the management thought it would be a good idea to grace you with my glorious presence.”
The narcissist replied moving his big arms around.
“Well that’s insane!” Indeed it was!