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We continue brainstorming for more ideas.

"We need more outside-the-box thinking if we want to beat their new resorts," I say firmly.

John nods in agreement. "Yes, you're right. But what else do you suggest?"

"Well, we could also start by expanding our offerings," I suggest. "Maybe we could add more activities for our guests, like horseback riding or water sports."

"Good idea," John says. "And we could also invest in renovating our rooms and adding more luxury amenities."

I nod. "Exactly. And we could also focus on marketing to a different demographic, like younger travelers or families."

John smiles, impressed. "This is why you are my go-to guy. I like it. Let's start putting some plans into motion."

I nod. "Yes, that's a great idea. And we could expand our activities beyond just the resort. Maybe offer tours and excursions to nearby attractions. We must ensure people know we're not just a hotel but an experience."

John sits back, feeling a sense of relief. "I think we have a plan. We'll focus on sustainability, high-end amenities, and unique experiences that Jade Mountain can't offer. It's time to show them what we're made of."

I stand, energized by the conversation, "I'll call for a meeting with the major stakeholders and get them up to speed on our plan. It's about time we put the Rodriguez Group back in their place."

"I knew I could count on you." John stands and smirks.

"We are partners, remember?" I respond as we shake hands.

After a few moments of clarification and deliberation, I walk towards the door. My mind is still buzzing with business ideas when I open the door, and I don't notice the figure in front of me until we are standing face to face.

"Oh, I'm sorry…." I gasp, halting the rest of my apology.

She gasps, staring at me.

"You," She whispers.

Immediately the voice registers in my head.

I know that voice. Fuck, I know that voice!

My eyes widen at the sight of the person before me. She looks just as shocked as I am, certainly thinking the same.

I can't believe it's her.

"You," I repeat.

It's her. Serena.

I haven't seen her since our one-night stand over two years ago on my business trip to Milan. I can feel my pulse racing as I take in her familiar features, the way her brunette hair falls in soft waves around her face.

Our eyes meet, and time seems to stand still for a moment. I can't help but stare at Serena, taking in every detail of her appearance. Serena looks more beautiful than ever before, dressed in a red sequin dress that clings to the curves of her body in all the right places, with matching red lipstick.

My mind suddenly takes me back to our time two and a half years ago. Fuck, I can still remember the way her voice sounded when she moaned softly under my touch, and the memory sent a shiver down my spine.

She looks just as surprised to see me as I am to see her, and I can feel the tension building between us. It's been over two years, and she still holds so much over me. All from one night.

This is unhealthy. I say to myself, taking a step back to try composing myself.

We stand there in silence for a moment, looking at each other. Despite my rational mind knowing I'm not supposed to feel this way, I can feel all my emotions bubbling up inside me.

I didn't think I'd ever see her again, especially here, in John’s home.

What is she doing here, anyway?

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