All Chapters of WRONG ROOM : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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Chapter Seventy-One

Reedstone Group was one of the oldest real-estate companies in the country. The family owned commercial towers, luxury residential estates, shopping centres and valuable properties across several major cities. The company had been established generations ago and was currently controlled by Harrison Reed, one of the wealthiest and most private businessmen in the country. His wife, Evelyn Reed, came from an equally respected old-money family. They had only one grandson. And that is Tyler Harrison Reed, the expected future chairman of Reedstone Group. Sarah stared at Tyler as if she had never seen him before. “That’s impossible.” Tyler finally stood. “Why?” “You work here.” “Yes.” “You are an ordinary hotel employee.” Several people gasped at her choice of words. Tyler remained calm. “I work in hospitality because I enjoy it.” “But your family owns Reedstone Group.” “My grandfather controls the company,” Tyler corrected. “I haven’t earned the right to claim what he built.” L

Chapter Seventy-Two

Claire, who stood a short distance away, shook her head slowly. She now understood everything, but she still could not believe Tyler had carried the secret so comfortably for days. Raymond looked at Tyler with slight surprise. “How did you know?” “A few days ago, I overheard you introducing Marilyn as your fiancée.” Raymond remembered the moment immediately. Tyler must have been nearby when Simon came to the executive floor and insulted Marilyn. Raymond publicly corrected him without realising anyone else heard. Sarah quickly interrupted. “That still does not give him the right to humiliate me.” Tyler’s expression became firm. “I gave you the chance to forget the bet.” Sarah stared at him. "You told me to apologise.” “Yes. Not to me alone. To everyone you insulted while you believed you were going to become Mrs. Stewart.” Sarah looked around. Several employees quickly lowered their eyes, but a few held her gaze. Raymond noticed their reactions and turned toward Madison.

Chapter Seventy-Three

Several employees released the breaths they had been holding. Others whispered among themselves about Tyler’s family and Sarah’s suspension. Raymond looked around. “This matter is now with Human Resources. I don’t want gossip interfering with anyone’s work.” The employees immediately returned to their desks. Raymond turned toward Tyler. “Come to my office immediately.” Tyler raised one eyebrow. “Am I in trouble?” “That depends on what else you have been hiding.” A small smile appeared on Tyler’s face. But he followed Raymond inside his office, along with Marilyn, Madison, and Leonard Robert. Once the door closed, Raymond faced him. “Why hospitality?” Tyler seemed surprised by the question. “Because I like it.” “You refused to take over one of the largest real-estate groups in the country because you like hotels?” “I didn’t refuse forever. I told my grandfather I would join Reedstone when I had enough experience to bring something useful to the company.” Leonard Robert nod

Chapter Seventy-Four

The private elevator doors opened, and Raymond stepped out first. Marilyn remained inside for a brief second and let out a quiet breath. It was so soft that Raymond did not hear it. Finally, they were here. She followed him into the Triplex Penthouse, trying to calm the nervous feeling growing inside her chest. The last time she was here, the place was empty. She had walked through the rooms with Raymond while trying to decide which house felt right. Among all the expensive mansions they had viewed, she had chosen this one because it looked simpler and more peaceful. Marilyn stopped in the middle of the living room and looked around in surprise. The entire place had been furnished. The large space looked warm and elegant without appearing too crowded. A beautiful cream-coloured sofa sat in the centre of the room, surrounded by simple but expensive furniture. Soft lights brightened the walls, while the wide glass windows offered a breathtaking view of the city. The whol

Chapter Seventy-Five

“You like what you see?” Raymond teased. His lips curved into a slow, knowing smirk as he caught her staring at him. Marilyn coughed and quickly turned her face away. “What are you talking about? I wasn’t even looking.” Raymond chuckled under his breath, the sound was low and warm, and somehow, it made the heat in her cheeks spread down to her neck. She fixed her gaze on anything except him—the bed, the curtains, even the closed bathroom door behind him. Anywhere but the half-naked man standing only a few feet away from her. She heard his footsteps approaching, slow and unhurried. Her heartbeat immediately became louder. Marilyn pressed her lips together and pretended she was not affected by his presence, but the closer he came, the more difficult it became to breathe normally. Raymond did not need to touch her to make her nervous. All he had to do was look at her with those dark, steady eyes, and suddenly, she forgot how to He stopped directly in front of her, and for a moment

Chapter Seventy-Six

Marilyn kept moving her hips against him, feeling how hard, thick, and long he was beneath the towel. She could not remember his exact size from that night two years ago, but she clearly remembered crying under him. The tears had not only come from the sharp stretch of pain. They also came from a pure, overwhelming pleasure she had never experienced before. Tonight, she wanted that same feeling just as much as he did. “Are you sure you want this?” Raymond’s sudden question made her freeze for a moment. She thought about it carefully, then nodded. But Raymond would not accept a silent answer. “I need you to say it, Marilyn. Because once I begin, there is no stopping me. I need to hear the words from you.” “I want you,” she said without hesitation. “I have wanted you for a long time. I was just too scared and too proud to say it.” Raymond looked at her closely. He could see the truth in her eyes. He could see how much she wanted him, but he only wanted her to say it. And withou

Seventy-Seven

Marilyn managed to breathe out slowly. Her eyes stayed on him as he climbed back onto the bed. Her legs were still parted, giving him space to settle fully between them. “You look nervous,” Raymond pointed out. His eyes locked with hers, and there was a quiet amusement on his face. He wrapped his hand around himself, stroking slowly as he prepared to enter her. Marilyn closed her eyes and waited. Raymond’s hips pressed down between her thighs. The thick tip of his length brushed against her wet entrance, as if demanding to be let in. “Open your eyes, Marilyn,” he said in a soft but firm voice. “Today is different. I need you to watch how I enter you.” Her eyes opened. “Raymond, please…” she tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat. Raymond rubbed the tip of his manhood against her wetness, coating himself with her. Then he pushed forward gently. Only the head slipped inside. Marilyn felt the stretch immediately as her body tried to take him. Raymond’s hands moved to t

Chapter Seventy-Eight

Marilyn stirred in her sleep. She tried to turn onto her other side, but something stopped her. She felt trapped beneath a heavy weight and could barely move. Slowly, her eyes opened. At first, she blinked several times, trying to understand the position she was in. It was not that she had forgotten where she was or what had happened between her and Raymond during the night. She remembered everything. Every touch, every kiss, every intense moment they shared. Her body still felt tired and slightly sore from the night before, but a small smile appeared on her face when she remembered it. Then she became aware of the heavy weight resting against the lower part of her body. Marilyn lowered her gaze, and the first thing she noticed was that she was completely naked beneath the bedsheet. Her eyes widened, as she saw Raymond. His head was resting between her thighs, with his face hidden against the most private part of her body. Most of his upper body lay across her legs, while hi

Chapter Seventy-Nine

Marilyn stared down at Raymond in disbelief. How can he return to sleep as if being late for work meant nothing to him. His head rested comfortably against her lower body, while his strong arms remained wrapped around her waist. For a moment, she did not know whether to laugh or become frustrated. “Raymond,” she called again. But he didn't respond. Marilyn placed her hand on his shoulder and shook him gently. “We really need to get up.” His grip around her tightened. “No.” Her eyes widened. He refused again? “Raymond, it is already ten in the morning. We really need to go to work.” “I heard you, the first time.” “Then why are you still sleeping?” “Because I’m tired, Marilyn, and because I still want to be with you.” Marilyn stared at him. She could not believe that the man who always arrived at the office before everyone else was refusing to leave the bed. “You own the company,” she reminded him. “You can afford to arrive whenever you want. But I cannot.” Raymo

Chapter Eighty

By the time Raymond and Marilyn arrived at Stewart Crown Resorts, Raymond’s mood had completely changed. He had been relaxed during the drive, but the moment Daniel pulled the car to a stop in front of the tower, Raymond noticed the black luxury vehicle parked nearby. His jaw tightened, and Marilyn noticed the sudden change in his expression. “What is it?” Raymond did not answer. He stepped out of the car instead, and waited for her to join him. The moment Marilyn came down, his hand settled at the small of her back. “Stay close to me.” She frowned. “Why?” “You’ll understand in a minute.” They entered the building together. The reception area was busy, but Raymond’s attention immediately went toward the middle-aged man standing near the executive elevators. Victor Ashford. He was dressed in a dark grey suit, looking calm and completely comfortable despite the fact that he had been kept waiting. Victor was one of the few businessmen Raymond Stewart genuinely disliked. Ashf

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