Todos los capítulos de Property of Belmont hotel : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

IRISI woke up with a sharp pain twisting through my side. I had slept off while cleaning a suite. My chest felt heavy, my legs weak, and for a moment, I couldn’t remember why I was still fighting through this illness that had already taken so much from me. The world spun slightly as I got up from the floor, forcing myself to stand. One wrong step, and I would’ve collapsed.I clutched the wall, taking a shaky breath. “Not today,” I muttered to myself. “Not now.”This was my life. Waking up, pushing through the pain, working long hours at one of New York’s most expensive hotels just to keep food on the table for my dad. I’d barely recovered from yesterday’s shift, but there was no choice. There never was.I had to finish my shift. The gala had begun already and there was still so much left to do. I couldn't afford to get fired. I walked out of the room with my cart, ready to take more supplies to finish up when a hand clamped hard around my arm.Before I could react, I was yanked forwa

IRIS~A sharp knock on the door woke me up.I blinked slowly, confused for a second before everything came rushing back.“Come in,” I said quietly.The door opened and a woman walked in, pushing a tray of food. She didn’t look at me much as she set it down on the table. “Here's your food ma'am” she said as she began to leave. “Oh,” she added, pausing at the door. “After you eat, Mr. Ross wants to see you.”My stomach dropped. Of course he did.The door closed softly behind her, leaving me alone again.I stared at the food for a while. It looked normal. Toast with fruits and sliced avocados. But nothing about my situation made me trust the food.What if it was drugged? What if… My stomach growled loudly, cutting off my thoughts.I let out a quiet sigh. I was already weak. Already sick.If I didn’t eat, I’d probably pass out again.Slowly, I reached for the food.I ate carefully at first. Small bites, waiting for some sort of reaction. Nothing happened.So I ate a little more. Not too

IRISBy the time I got to the penthouse, my heart was already racing.I stood in front of the door for a few seconds, staring at it then I knocked.“Come in.” His voice was calm like always.I pushed the door open slowly and stepped inside.Tristan was standing by the window, his back to me. One hand in his pocket, the other holding a glass. He didn’t turn immediately.“Close the door.” I did.The click echoed softly behind me. “Come here.” I walked toward him slowly, stopping a few steps away.“What do you want?” I asked quietly. He finally turned.His green eyes landed on me, steady and unreadable.“You’ll be acting as my girlfriend.”The words hit me instantly.“What?” I said before I could stop myself. His gaze hardened slightly. “I didn’t tell you to speak.” My mouth snapped shut immediately.Annoyance burned in my chest but I stayed quiet. “From today,” he continued, “you’ll be seen with me. Publicly.”My heart started beating faster.“This is for business,” he added. “Nothing m