The silence that stretched through the room was a rather comforting one, giving Zebe the time to think about everything that had happened so far. She had been debating wondering if she should tell Keith everything that had happened to her... what was happening to her. Though she was scared that if she had told him that something would happen to Keith, her parents... those close to her. She sat in her chair looking to Keith as he seemed to be peacefully sleeping now, even with his erected tower of pride showing in his pants. There was a smile curving her lips before she shook her head and turned her attention to the side wall of the room.<br/><br/>There came a light knock on the door, which made Zebel stiffen in her chair, she waited to see if there was a answer from the other side of the door, though when there was no reply Zebel got up, opening the door. Max stood in the hallway of the hotel looking in at her with a smile, Zebel's palmed itched, she wanted to slug the smug bastard off his feet.<br/><br/>"First round for the tournament is starting in two hours, be ready."<br/><br/>Max leaned into the doorway of Keith's room, peering in at the male as he slept in his bed, his face shifted to anger seeing his upper body naked and the erection in his pants, before he looked back to Zebel, brushing his hand over her cheek as he whispered against her ear.<br/><br/>"You know he isn't good enough for you, you need someone better, with power and money. You know he came from the slam before coming here? Did you enjoy it?<br/><br/>Zebel looked over her shoulder to Keith laying in the bed, her lips pressed together as she starred at him for longer then she should have. Though she turned back to Max and curled her lips as she spoke loud enough for him to hear, making sure she got his full attention then.<br/><br/>"Yea I enjoyed it. It was hard, rough, he had me moaning like a bitch in heat, I came for him over and over again, til my legs wouldn't hold me up.  I am sure all the money in the world couldn't even do that to me, now leave..."<br/><br/>Max's face turned into heated anger, his face flustered with his rage as he looked down to Zebel, the woman had pissed him off to no end and the fact that he didn't like taking no for a answer set off that temper. Though  as if he had been hearing something else, he let that anger slid away as he leaned down into Zebel's neck line though tipped up just to whisper in her ear he breathed her in.<br/><br/>"I can do so much better then that.... you will see."<br/><br/>After that Max turned on his heels and walked back down the hall, leaving her standing in the doorway for a few moments longer. She was silently watching him walk away. closing the door now she turned back to Keith, latching the door to lock before she walked to the side of the bed, her hand coming up to smooth over the front of his chest, gently trying to rouse him from his sleep. Her hand was a smooth slid as she took her time to explore the muscles that seemed to twitch under her hand which caused her to smile as she tilted her head to the side, looking to him as her hand came up to the side of his neck.<br/><br/>Leaning down Zebel brought her face to the side of his neck, brushing her lips there before sliding them up and over to his lips were she feathered a kiss there, whispering against his lips.<br/><br/>"It is time to wake, the tournament is starting in two hours..."