The hallway was dead silent as Ava followed Xavier’s imposing frame as he strode onward, navigating the VIP floor with ease. Ava wondered if there were just so few high-baller guests checked in tonight or if Xavier and his hedonistic friends had simply booked out the entire floor. Ava teetered toward the latter when Xavier stopped at another door, seemingly at random, and walked right in.
Inside was another suite, nearly twice the size as the last one. They’d walked into a lounge room that, alone, was big enough to host the gathering they’d just left. A supple leather sofa sat in front of an ornate electric fireplace on one wall, while the opposite one held a private elevator finished in dark chrome. Double doors on the far wall led to the bedroom where a massive four-poster bed took up a good portion of the room. Through an open door off the bedroom, Ava caught a glimpse of an enormous claw-foot tub. She scoffed inwardly, thinking about the virtual hole-in-the-wall that doubled as he
