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Jealous Eyes at the Five Star Hotel

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The lobby was alive the moment I stepped in the gentle hum of conversation, the polished floors reflecting soft lighting, the faint aroma of fresh flowers from the centerpiece arrangement.

“Good morning,” I greeted the guests I passed and my co-workers at Valenrose Suites, slipping into my post at the concierge desk. I went into the staff changing room and changed into my navy sheath dress with gold trim—the Valenrose’s signature concierge uniform. My uniform was neat, well ironed, and my posture perfect.

A few minutes later, Jake entered. The air shifted. Staff straightened, their voices instinctively lowering.

“Good morning, sir,” came the chorus of greetings.

He gave a polite nod, his eyes flicking over the room. For the briefest moment, they met mine—unreadable, steady—before moving on.

Not a smile. Not a word. Just the distance of professionalism.

I exhaled quietly and went back to my work.

It was mid-morning when a rich father and daughter arrived. The girl was bright-
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    The lobby was alive the moment I stepped in the gentle hum of conversation, the polished floors reflecting soft lighting, the faint aroma of fresh flowers from the centerpiece arrangement. “Good morning,” I greeted the guests I passed and my co-workers at Valenrose Suites, slipping into my post at the concierge desk. I went into the staff changing room and changed into my navy sheath dress with gold trim—the Valenrose’s signature concierge uniform. My uniform was neat, well ironed, and my posture perfect. A few minutes later, Jake entered. The air shifted. Staff straightened, their voices instinctively lowering. “Good morning, sir,” came the chorus of greetings. He gave a polite nod, his eyes flicking over the room. For the briefest moment, they met mine—unreadable, steady—before moving on. Not a smile. Not a word. Just the distance of professionalism. I exhaled quietly and went back to my work. ⸻ It was mid-morning when a rich father and daughter arrived. The girl was bright-

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    He didn’t drive right away.For a while, we just sat there—my hand in his, the car filled with the kind of silence that said more than words ever could.Then, without looking at me, Jake finally spoke.“Did anyone at the hotel see you leave?”I blinked, the warmth of the memory still lingering in my chest. But his tone—it was back to being clipped. Cold. Careful.Just like that, we were back to reality.“No,” I said quietly. “I used the side exit.”He glanced over at me, then brushed a finger down the back of my hand. “Hope no one looked into my pretty wife’s eyes today.”I reached over and gently ran my fingers through his hair, stroking it backward with a smile.“No one would dare look into the eyes of the wife of Valenrose Suites’ boss.”He looked away, pouting slightly—acting cuter than he’d ever allow in public.“Maybe if you stopped hiding me… and let the world know you’re mine and I’m yours.”I laughed softly, tugging his head gently toward my chest.“Ooh, my sweet boy wants to

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