Sheikh Tariq Al-Hadid has been staring at my freckles for six straight minutes, and I’m starting to suspect the hotel rebrand is no longer his top priority.
I came to Dubai to fix a campaign, survive one week, and fly back to Omaha. Tariq moved me into his penthouse instead.
Now I’m trying to talk guest experience while wondering what that mouth would feel like between my thighs.
He’s used to getting what he wants. Apparently, that includes me. Not for six days. For good.
