for her. It also looked as if it cost a small fortune, or rather a very large one from the details and the crystals that looked like they were a hell of a lot more than crystals.
She put the pink box top back on and shoved it back to the bellboy, “I’m so sorry. Please tell whomever sent it that it's a truly remarkable work of art, but I simply can’t wear it. I would love to, I really would, but I can’t accept such a generous gift.”
He held up his hands and stepped back. “It is a loan, madam, for the hotel’s grand opening party. The owner has picked the theme A Time Gone By . He realized though that most people wouldn’t have such clothing items in their possession. So he has been ensuring to it, as everyone checks in, he has the clothier eyeing them up. He is sending the recommendations to each guest. If you won’t take it as a gift you may borrow it for the event. It is mandatory for tomorrow night and you do not want to miss it.”
Ava touched the gown and sighed. “Only to borrow. Please make sure you come back for it right after the whatever tomorrow night?” she asked softly. “And please, please tell the owner I said thank you so very much. Thank you for allowing me to wear this perfect creation.” She was going to regret it. The little voice in the back of her head was screaming at her to get the hell out of Dodge. The owner, whom she was assured wanted to meet her, never showed up and now this? Something was seriously going wrong here.
“I will pass along your thanks. We will be picking up all the returns the following morning so you needn’t rush back after the event.” He smiled and gave her a bow, “The dining room is open if you’d like to go down for dinner. Or if you’d prefer, room service will be available until two in the morning. There is a breakfast buffet that is open to all guests, free of charge, from six until ten in the morning. Also, there will be a tour of the countryside and a couple of old castles beginning just after lunch tomorrow if you’d like to join. Everyone will return by five to prepare for the grand opening. Hairdressers are on standby if you require any assistance, free of charge once more.” He paused to look up at the ceiling, obviously going through a list in his head. “Oh,” he blinked at her. “Cocktails will begin to be served in the main ballroom at seven-fifteen until eight. Dinner will be at eight exactly and then the show and dancing from nine onward.”
“Wonderful. Thank you,” she said with a grin. “I think I will just take room service,” so she could do some internet searching on the owner of the hotel. No one was this generous or this kind without wanting something in return. That and something about his name made her brain itch. It made her think things she shouldn’t think. It made her think of another Greek God but for some reason she couldn’t place the name. Yet.
“The menu is by the phone. Just dial zero and then the number at the top of the menu.” He stepped back and gave her another little bow. “Have a good evening, madam. If you require anything at all please feel free to contact the front desk. That would be zero and then one-one on the phone.” He gave her a big smile before backing out the door and shutting it.
“Thank you for that,” she said to the retreating back. Shaking her head, she took the gown to the bed and pulled it out. It was breathtakingly stunning. Inside there was a jewel encrusted mask as well. “Interesting, so it’s a masked ball?” Stranger and stranger. Her inner radar was screaming for her to get her ass up and gone, but honestly the girl part of her couldn’t because she couldn’t wait to wear this once-in-a-lifetime gown.
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“You’re insane, Dion,” Ares muttered, eyeing up the outfit his brother was holding up. “Just what the fuck are you doing?”
Heaving a put-upon sigh, Dionysus watched him, “It’s a masked ball, Ares. That means you must dress accordingly and