Card Room Novels & Stories

Alex read the card in the war room, Ryan looking over his shoulder. "The board in Zurich isn't the ceiling. It's the floor." Ryan turned it over, looking for anything on the back. "That's either a genuine tip or Marcus trying to send us chasing something that doesn't exist."

We will all reach that point eventually, but I’m not ready to face that reality yet. “Damn it, I lost again!” Callum complained as he placed his cards on the table in defeat. Rocco tried to hold back his laughter as he hid the cards he hadn’t laid down yet. We’re currently in the main lounge, where the entertainment area is located. It has a TV, speaker, couches, billiard table, mini bar, and many other things to help us kill time. They invited me to play Chinese poker because it requires four players, and I was already bored, so I joined in on the game.

he said, and before Harden could ask who, the bartender left. “What’s that?” Aiden asked for Harden to look at the VVIP room card. “A room card from some lady,” he said for Aiden to check the card. “Wow, Harden this is not just vvip card, it’s a male stripper service room,” he said for Harden to frown. “Let’s check it out,” he said for Harden to shake his head.

"My room." He took out another identical card from his from the same pocket, turning to the door. I observed it had the tag 'ROOM 7K' boldly written on it. I grew a bit puzzled at what was going on when he inserted his card into the correct hole, hitting a few buttons on it then unlocked the door, turning it open. "Uh, I'm kinda confused here. My card has—" he cut me off by walking inwards, opening the door wider. "Come in." He ordered in a low voice.

He thought that the woman is just pretending to be innocent and cute to get his attention, but it turns out that she really is clueless about the party. “Do you want me to explain it to you?” Darrem asked the obvious question. Serene nodded. “Yes, please.” Darrem smiled a bit, his dimples showing, but the light was a bit dim now so it was hard to see. He really liked the way she say please to him. “The whole Casa Roma used a card door lock system. That ticket that cost 2000 bucks has two access, one on the party, and another to the hotel room. You need to swipe the ticket on the card reader to register your ticket and to open doors. Casa Roma is not really a hotel but a semi-motel, because t

If anything, he adjusted his hold—subtly, instinctively—to keep her hidden. Protected. He was careful with every step, every movement. Only when they reached the car—his security already holding the door open—did he finally loosen his hold enough to help her inside. The moment they were seated, she shrank into herself. “My… my room is at Building Z, behind J Mall,” she murmured, her voice soft, uncertain. Her eyes darted around the interior of the vehicle, taking in the polished leather, the quiet luxury. Her hands rested on her lap, fingers twisting together unconsciously—tight, restless.

She abandons her cleaning and quickly allows me some peace while she excitedly goes in search of linen for the baby. All done, I leave the card on Kaden’s deep brown mahogany desk. I expose it properly to sight clear enough so that he will see it as soon as he steps into the room. He would have to be blind not to see this bright yellow card with neon pink words on it. I will need to capture his reaction, I bet it will be priceless! And imagine showing the video tour child years from now when he or she is older. Oh, how we would laugh at this very moment then.

It represents the identity 'Rumez' and it can't be faked, no one knew what this card was made with, and with the card, Natalia can have access to any company or businesses of the Rumez without being hindered or stopped by any security, the card also has influence in the nation, especially the name, as for the people working for the Rumez family, they all have silver cards in place of the golden one, the silver cards don't give them access to any company unhindered but it has their fair amount of respect, especially in the nation as a worker of the Rumez family. "Take good care of these cards Natalia, inside your room, the iPhone of the latest version is on your bed, you can have it and trans

“You’re already leaving a trail.” Heat flooded my face. My thighs pressed together instinctively. “You’re disgusting.” “Honest.” He shrugged. “You walked in here flushed, lipstick smeared, dress hiked up like you’re looking for trouble. Don’t act shocked when trouble answers.” “I wasn’t looking for anything. I was drunk and the key card said 1408. Mine’s 1408.” “Mine too.” He pulled a slim black card from his pocket. Same gold lettering. Same number embossed. “Funny coincidence.”

To do less is to leave money sitting on the table, which they can’t stomach. I put my coat back on and keep my ears pricked toward the door. The basement is silent, so I check the hall. There are two more rooms down here: the card parlor and the big man’s office, which I’m surprised to find unlocked. I thought I’d have to pick it, but the only locks are on his desk drawers and filing cabinets. The desk itself is sparse, nearly empty except for a ledger and a calendar blotter, both for the karaoke bar.