Black Dahlia Cecil Hotel Novels & Stories

It never had and it never did. Could she just stay in their hotel room this entire event? Could she just hide away? ____ Persephone heard a series of knocks on the door of her hotel. Had Caleb figured out where she was? Biting her lip, she ventured closer to the front door to look out the peephole. There was a bellman standing the hallway with a large bouquet of flowers centering around black dahlias and white snapdragons.

He drove away, looking for any place that sells clothes. Dexton ran with full speed like as if he was being chased by something, rather he was late. He waved at the security men, not bother waiting to talk to them. He pushed the door of the hotel Cadel’s building which looked like it was sky-high standing at the bottom. The glass panels that covered the building always seem to catch the light, and after the sun went down, it would cause the sun rays to gleam, making the building look like it was made of glimmering diamonds.

Alright then," Cecilia scooted down to clean her shapeless body. Her body was filled with the sweat of her affair with Maxime, and Cecilia didn't like it, but she had to endure it for the sake of a name. After about two hours, Cecilia appeared beautiful in her somewhat revealing outfit, but still tolerable as it didn't excessively emphasize her prominent assets in the chest area. The dress she wore had no sleeves and was above the knees. "You look beautiful," praised Maxime as he saw Cecilia finished with her makeup. Cecilia simply smiled in gratitude. They both walked side by side toward the hotel lobby. It seemed that after seeing Cecilia's appearance, Maxime canceled the in-room dinner. H

"Just now. And we also agreed no drums at the early hours of the morning." She stands up and drops the drumsticks on a table beside. Her height is just like Nora's, she's slender and has really pale skin, matching her hair. She's wearing an emerald green dress and looks a lot like her father. "Cecile, this is Delilah," Diana says and turns to me, "Delilah, this is my daughter, Cecile." Cecile walks up to me jauntily and shakes my hand. "Welcome, Delilah, I'm so pleased to meet you. My name is Cecile, but you can call me CC."

I shouldn’t have been thinking about another woman while I was with my mate. “Your wedding is only a little over a week away,” Alpha William said, making conversation. “I hope you’re prepared to marry into this family and make our little girl the happiest she’s ever been.” “Oh, Dad,” Sophia chuckled, her cheeks turning pink. Before she could say anything else, another voice broke through. “Cecilia, we can’t go in here… It’s the—” My eyes shot up when I saw Cecilia standing in the archway of the royal dining hall, and my heart stuttered in my chest. She was wearing a simple dress, and her hair was down, which most women would consider scandalous.

Celena was the star of the show, and he preferred all the attention to be on her instead of him. The two of them boarded a private plane, which whisked them to their destination, Ralacir Town. The two of them had booked a room at Magnolia Hotel, one of the most famous and luxurious five-star hotels in Ralacir Town. Celena and Liam took a few hours' breather, then hailed a taxi to another hotel, where Celena's gathering was being held that evening. The gathering was held at Quincy Hotel, an equally luxurious hotel in the city, though it was certainly not up to the standards of Magnolia Hotel. It was considerably older than the Magnolia Hotel, but had garnered a formidable reputation for itsel

So, because of that, it is set that Brie, Andrew and Gilbert, their father, will have to go to the party with Cecil. Cecil put on her expensive white lace, beautiful dress and selected an off-shoulder long-tail yellow dress for Brie to wear. The men put on their best suits for the occasion. Then they set off in their white Limousine car. The mansion was a huge and beautiful house with large surroundings and all kinds of flowers. The flowers there were trimmed into different shapes. There was a huge golden dinosaur at the center of the surroundings with water rushing out from its mouth. In the corner was a garden and a golden table with seats on them. And at the end of the house was a huge sw

"You need to leave my house." ***** Cecil glanced at the message from Darius as she turned off the car's engine. "Meet me by five." It'd read, with the address written beneath it. It was a hotel, and according to the message, he was waiting in the conference room. "This better be good," she muttered, slipping on her dark shades. Then she picked up her bag before getting out of the car. Apparently, Thane's court case had gone so viral that she couldn't get anywhere without being attacked by the paparazzi or even other people, staring and asking silly questions about the case.

Cecile held her luggage going to the front desk to check out from the hotel she had been staying for a while now. When she got to the first desk, she handed over her keys to the receptionist. just when she was about to leave she spotted a guy and a lady entering the hotel. "Is that Liam?" She turned her face away until they both stood beside her. "Mr Grayson please this way" The manager ushered them in. Cecile sighed in relief when she saw it was a different person. "So much resemblance, who knows he might be a relative of the Grayson's or perhaps his step brother"

--- The event was everything the tabloids had promised and more. Dalton’s Hotel gleamed like a jewel against the Los Angeles skyline, glass panels catching the last of the sunset. The valet line was a slow parade of money. Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, the occasional low-purring Ferrari. Cassie’s heels clicked against the marble as they stepped into the lobby, and for a second, she forgot to breathe. The place was breathtaking high vaulted ceilings, chandeliers dripping like liquid fire, champagne trays balanced on silver arms. The air smelled faintly of gardenia, money, and something rarer — power.