2 In A Room Novels & Stories

Standing right beside me, her beautiful eyes gleam with genuine awe as they take the environment in. The room was a cozy space designed explicitly for two. A perfect wooden table sat at the center, surrounded by plush sitting cushions and comfortable throw pillows, allowing a couple to choose exactly how close they wanted to sit to one another. Toward the outer corners of the small room, several scentless candles flickered brightly, perfectly supplementing the powerful light installations embedded in the ceiling.

"Mr and Mrs Anderson." * "So this is second floor's master bedroom for visitors." He walks ahead and point to a room with silvery painted doors. "That right there, is my room." Mika notes it and makes a mental note to not ever go in there. Many dangerous things happen when a man and woman are together. "Don't worry, I won't jump you." He says without even looking at her. She clears her throat and pretends that she didn't hear what he said. "What's in that room?" She asks, pointing at a door with a flowery patterned door.

Four chairs were arranged facing each other in the sitting room, along with a small tea table. After passing through many rooms on the first floor, I concluded it contained only bedrooms for the female and male servants. That meant Elena and Jennifer’s bedroom, along with their twin babies’ room, was on the second floor. Just as I started going up the stairs, I heard a bedroom door on the second floor open, and it sounded like someone was walking out of the room. I hurried to find a place to hide. Finally, I spotted a large flower vase as tall as a person. I ran and hid behind it.

He gestured to the door "Let's go then." The duo took the long walk to a room that had the bold tag of 124, where they met two cops and a few other personnel discussing what had transpired in the room. Smoke loomed from a corner in the room, and without Rosie going in, she could see that there had been significant damage to the interior part of the room.

Fuck this. We went to our room already. My things are already there since. I let out a tired sigh before I sat on the sofa in the living room. I them roamed my eyes around. This room is good and is huge, at least. And oh, I almost forgot, my room is also for two person. It has two bed and two rooms at the same time. The unit is so clean and neat, it has also a good smell.

Soon they reach another room. When they entered, they saw a huge long twelve seater table. In the middle was a clear vase with only one red rose in it. Red as a blood. It was so beautiful yet scary. The room was huge as well but there is no single window in it. Only dark brown colored wall.

QUINN We made it down to the second floor and counted off the numbers until we reached the room I'd been assigned. Unlike Gia's door, mine was ajar, although I didn't hear any noise from inside. I hoped like crazy that I wasn't going to walk in on a happy family, all helping their college freshman to organize her new room. I wasn't sure I could take too much family vibe today. But when I peered inside, there was only one person there, a girl. One side of the room was clearly claimed; one bed was made, one dresser moved and one desk already stacked with books, while on the other side, nothing had been touched.

But my feet moved on their own. The door to the room next to mine, Room 312 was cracked open just enough. A sliver of warm light spilled out. I pushed it wider, silent. And saw them. Two girls on the lower bunk, bodies tangled, completely naked. One was on top, long blonde hair spilling down her back, hips rolling slow and deliberate. The other beneath her, dark curls fanned across the pillow, legs wrapped around the blonde’s waist. They were in a perfect 69.

Silence filled the VIP lounge at Mediterranean Hospital. Marilyn sat on the edge of one of the cream-colored sofas with both hands clasped tightly together. Naomi sat on her right, Sia on her left, and Madison occupied the single armchair near the window with her tablet resting on her lap. The room was beautiful in a way that felt almost insulting to Marilyn’s fear. Soft lighting, expensive furniture, fresh flowers on a glass table, and a private coffee station in one corner. Everything looked calm, elegant, and controlled.

He replied with a wink. Just then we heard a woman's moans coming from a nearby room. And we walked forward but when we reached, the hallway had stopped and we were in another large room. Two women were inside what looked like a huge glass cage and they were having the time of their lives in there. I looked around and there were a few pairs of people there, watching her and the couples looked like they couldn't get their hands off themselves either. I noticed Roman's hand drew me closer to himself and when I looked up at him, he looked like he was about to kill everyone in that room.