Arthur Hailey Hotel Novels & Stories

Ariana answers stiffly as he follows her assistant to the car. She wonders whether she should beg for Lance’s company throughout the duration of their car ride. They drop Sarah off first before heading to the Park Hyatt, a luxury hotel famous for its remarkable architecture and location near the heart of the city. Apart from being a tourist’s dream escapade, it also plays the official role of the Board’s headquarters since the owner is a founding father of their organization.

After that, the two reached The Golden Age of Youth Hotel. Alex had reserved a room a while ago before their arrival. This hotel was a property of Thousand Miles Conglomerate, it was the most luxurious and unique hotel in California. After getting into their room, Alex picked Dorothy up and rushed into the shower room. What else was there to say at this point? Just get down to business, and the process didn’t need to be known by outsiders. Dorothy trailed her fingers on Alex’s chest and asked, “Hubby, are all of those who spy on you martial artists? Wouldn’t that mean you’d be in a lot of danger? Can you handle them alone?”

DORIS The limo stopped, and the chauffeur opened my door. I got out and looked around. We were in front of the Baccarat Hotel, the most expensive, luxurious, and nicest hotel in all of New York City. "We’re going to dinner here?" I asked. "We are, and I rented the Executive Suite for the night. Nathan is babysitting Mia, and I am going to give you a night you’ll remember." I reached out and held Arthur’s hand. "Every night with you is a night I’ll always remember."

“Where?” Grayson said, “They’re at Beautiful Pearl Hotel situated at Middle Ring Road!” “Beautiful Pearl Hotel?” Jay frowned because he had never heard of such a hotel. Grayson explained, “President, this hotel is an old surviving hotel within Imperial Capital. They only have stairs to travel between floors and the facilities are mediocre, but the price is cheap.” Jay said, “Give me the room number.” “9z17.” Jay thought about it for some time before he said, “Rent the room next door. I’ll be moving in tonight.”

"Including how many times you crawled in and out of Arthur Klein's bed behind Holly's back." Helen went pale. "That's—I never..." "Conference in Miami. Last March. Arthur's suite. You left at 3 AM and thought no one saw." I leaned my head. "Should I keep going? Or do you want to deny it some more?" "You can't prove..." "I can. I have dates. Times. Credit card receipts from the hotel bar where you two had drinks first. Text messages I screenshot from his phone when he left it on my desk." I stepped closer.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

She was aware that it was hot and did not bother with it because she was used to it, but after eyeing Edward's place once again, there are a total of 2 air-conditioning and that is just inside the lounge. Hailey quickly covered herself with her arms and ran back to the room she slept in. Louis was just pretending to not notice but sighed out of relief once Hailey had gotten inside the guest room. He could have sworn that it was all his brother's doing. He knows that the guest room in which Hailey is staying has an air-conditioner, and his brother is not the type of forgetting to turn it on. He hates heat more than anything else.

“Mrs. De Castello?” I froze for half a second at the name. “Maya,” I corrected quickly. “Just Maya.” He nodded, eyes flicking briefly to the two men outside standing like statues. “I’m Arthur. The owner. Thank you for coming.” “Thank you for being willing to sell,” I replied with a thin smile. “This city tends to forget the meaning of ‘fast.’” Arthur chuckled and unlocked the inner door. “Right this way. Let me show you around.” The second I stepped inside, I caught a scent that wasn’t hotel perfume or industrial cleaner. Old wood. Fine dust. Drying paint.