Chaise Lounge Indoor Novels & Stories

Kat had expected a throne room so was surprised to see it looked more like a sprawling office. As she furtively looked around from under her brows she saw a massive ornate desk, a fireplace, bookcases lining one wall, all over one side of the room. On the other side a large black velvet chaise lounge sat upon a low dais with a deep red shaggy rug lain in front of it on the floor level with her. On the rug was scattered several large cushions where lay and sat several young women, barely clothed. They all looked half comatose and Kat felt a little shudder run through her as she couldn’t quite lift her eyes enough to see the face of the man who was languidly lying upon the chaise lounge above

She lowered her eyes and reluctantly smiled back at him. Until Hansen led her out of the electric car, she still had a surreal feeling. If it wasn't because of Hansen, she would have made a spectacle of herself. She probably wouldn't have been able to find the place as she was so distracted. In the living room of the Ink Garden, both the buildings and furniture were antique and in a retro style. The couch was luxurious yet practical. The middle of the couch consisted of several long cubes assembled together, with an openwork pattern etched into the back of the couch. The backrest of the couch was inlaid with gold and was in a mahogany wood color, which made it look noble and calming. The two

In the living room, two black Belgian sofas faced each other, white throw pillows randomly littered on them while two white cushion chairs faced each other, black throw pillows on them. The chairs were arranged in a small semi circle with a sliver tempered glass table, fresh black roses adorning it. There was also a small mahogany indoor swing and a rocking chair. A huge black flat screen TV was hooked on the wall, giving the home, a well furnished, vibrant feel. The tiles, my favorite part, were black and white similar to a chess board.

Scarring in my soul, something I didn't know would stay would me until my last breath. The lounge was a fair size. It accommodated a two seater,three seater and a one seater gold couch with brownoak, wooden trimmings.The walls were gloss white with a black tv stand on the far left. It held up a 50 inch samsung flat screen, the latest hifi set with surround sound speakers. This was new appliances bought by Mr Daniel on insistence of his wife. He loved her so much, he gave without much thought. In the centre of the room stood a black coffee table which now had some snacks and tea. The lounge had a large arch opposite to the front doorway which lead to a moderate sized, dinning room. The layout

The furniture, a perfect touch to the ambiance of the room, consisted of velvet plush sofas and chairs, each one upholstered in a rich, deep shade which made them all the more fascinating. The tables made out of polished marble, possessed intricate gold designs that contributed to the overall feel of luxury. I gasped. All these for just three boys? I had heard that this was their private lounge and no one else was allowed in here unless they sought audience with them which was probably the reason why the guards had allowed me in. Whilst still looking around in awe, my mind suddenly went blank, my profound anxiety and awareness of the trio in the room suddenly gone. All I could see or should

It was a beautiful view over the river and the city in the last of the daylight as lights started to twinkle on and she identified some of the landmarks. The lounge behind her was spacious and absolutely eye-catching. The carpet was sea green, the couches were covered in apricot cut velvet with poppy-red cushions and the occasional tables were enamelled black. A magnificent Chinese cabinet in black-and-gold lacquer dominated one wall and on another a marvellous, almost full-length abstract painting took pride of place and brought a bouquet of beautiful, swirling colours to the room. ‘Hello, Irene,’ a voice said behind her, and she turned to see Murad Fullbuster stroll into the lounge.

MARCH 29, 2013 | 2:35pm — EXT. ARLAN HOUSE - STORROW LAGOON. NOEL RESIDENCE. POOL HOUSE. DAY. The reception bustles in the lavish lounge. It features a seating area with wicker chairs gathered around a cocktail table of an odd but decor-safe design. Very few people from the funeral lounge about and the pool glistens at the forefront of a complete glass wall. Cho idles outside with a handsome pair of redhead twins— his foster brothers who came in support. They repose at the lavish pool lounge below a stunning cabana. Enjoying drinks and the ivy-covered structure with an area for relaxing and outdoor dining.

He was trying so hard not to smile or react because apparently he wanted his no nonsense face to remain in place. "This looks so good," I gushed, looking at the VIP lounge in awe. The interior was much different from the common area, with color-changing walls and extravagant chandeliers that had small diamonds around them. There were grey swivel velvet chairs with a sleek, rounded barrel silhouette and a silver base that was lit up, giving the chairs a glam and dynamic look.

From where she's sees standing on the raised platform of the foyer, she can sight a thatched like hut which is definitely a gazebo. The lobby is painted in gray and white, giving it the required office look. As she strolls inside, she sees the lounge which is huge. Not that huge tho but it can surely house maybe a hundred people. It's painted in rich gold and black with touches of white. Dual colored Dubai royal chairs cover most of the space in the lounge forming a rectangle. In the space at the middle is a black center carpet with a blavk coffee table atop it.

It provides just enough light to allow you to see the room without killing the mood. The room is fairly wide and has 3 tiers stepping up. On the floor level there are six extra-large beanbag chairs that are as large as a standard recliner. The next level behind that has something that looks like a cross between a bed and several chaise lounges pushed together. It’s a navy blue color and wide enough that we could all fit together comfortably. The top tier in the back had a row of dark brown leather movie theater seats, complete with cup holders, and automated recliner buttons. The kids were looking around in astonishment, but stayed close by my side, with the exception of Calvin.