Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Hyatt Girls ❯ Ophelia the Queen ( Chapter 37 )

Ophelia the Queen

Ophelia is hot and she knows it. She just loves the attention on her. This movie project was no different. The model always had to look her best. Why else would she go through the trouble with her hair, clothes, and make-up? Ophelia is just here to party and sleep with as many men as she can when the film is over. This evening is no differen.t

Ophelia went all out for this festival. She had on a short black and red dress tonight. The model did her hair up in pigtails. Except for her lips and eyelids, you couldn't tell that she was wearing make-up. Her shape and her breasts were the focus of attention. When she danced, Ophelia made sure that everyone was looking at her. Some of the women weren't too fond of that. But did Ophelia cure? No, she didn't.

She wants action tonight. The model took care to dress herself up to the nines. This was going to be the last night of the film after all. Might as well go all out. The other girls seem to have the same idea. Tonight, Ophelia scanned the club. Who would be lucky enough to share a bed with her? Some of her fellow stares were already having good luck. Ophelia was biding her time.

It didn't take her long to find her someone.

He had arrived to the party late. Ophelia happened to spot him at the right moment. She looked up and saw him on the monitor. The man had his hands in his pockets. He didn't seem sure it he in the right place or not. Ophelia licked her lips. She found it her mission to change his mind. The model did love a challenge after all. She made her way over to her potential date across the club.

The man was supposed to meet up with some friends tonight. At first, he wasn't sure if this was the right place. He pulled out his phone and texted his friends.

"I'm here. Where are you?" the man wrote. No sooner had he hit "sent" someone stood behind him. The man slowly turned around. Ophelia stood behind him with an angelic smile on her face.

"Looking for somebody?" she asked. The man blinked at first.

"I'm here to meet with my friends," he said.

"Is that right?" the model asked. "I'm here for a good time."

"Okay..." he said. She leaned in closer to him. The man's eyes tried not to look down her dress. When did this club get so hot in here? The man gulped as he tried to look away. Ophelia raised her eyebrow.

"Is something the matter?" she asked.

"Uh... Uh..." he said, eyes trailing up to the ceiling. Ophelia giggled and squeezed his hand.

"Tell you what," she said. "I'll wait with you until your friends get here. Sound good to you?" The man just stared at her with big eyes. The model giggled again.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said. Ophelia couldn't help but smile to herself in pride. Meanwhile, her potential date couldn't figure out what this woman wanted. He couldn't figure out if he should slip away while she wasn't looking. He gulped as he glanced at her before looking away. This was going to be a long wait, wasn't it? Oh boy...