Elevator Romance Novels & Stories

But Liam held it tight in his vice-like grip and dragged her beside him as everyone crammed themselves into the corner and sang their greeting almost in unison. "Morning, Mr Anderson." Liam grunted a hello back and stared straight ahead while Eden wished the floor would just open up and swallow her whole. As if she was not under the spotlight already, they had to stop on almost every floor, and if people didn't know they were an office romance before, there was no doubt in their minds now. The level of intimacy between them was plain for all to see because each time people jumped in and out of the elevator, Liam would pull her in front of him and hold her way closer than the code of conduct

Sophia smiled at her. “There’s an emergency I need to take care of,” she said pointing upward. The woman replied with a sniff and a superior raise of her chin. Nodding slowly at the woman's rude dismissal of her, Sophia pursed her lips wishing the elevator would climb faster. The bag with the gown Matt Wolffe sent was beside her. Suddenly she felt the elevator stop and the doors opened to reveal a very expensive interior. Ladies and gentlemen dressed in The lights were dimmed in some parts of the restaurant to create a romantic atmosphere. She suddenly felt out of place. The other woman in the elevator walked out with one last glance at her.

Guiding us to the elevator located at our far right, she informed us, "You can take the lift to your reserved area, sir." Cullen, confident and assured, took the lead, striding towards the elevator. Seeking reassurance, he inquired, "Okay, everything's in order, right?" With a nod, the young lady replied, "Yes, sir. Everything is in order." As we approached the elevator, Cullen maintained his hold on my hands, a comforting gesture that encouraged our contract marriage in public. With a deliberate motion, he pressed the elevator button, ensuring a smooth and uninterrupted journey. The elevator doors opened before us, inviting us to step inside. We crossed the threshold together, the doors clo

She got down and waltzed her way to the elevator. The doorman nodded at her as he knew her from her many visits to the place. Ruth got inside the elevator and clicked on the level she intended to reach and then she waited with a racing heart. "Look who ran to daddy..." Michael's low voice whispered as soon as the elevator opened. Ruth didn't wait for an invitation before she clung to him and crashed her lips against his. They fought for dominance as their lips overlapped one another right there in the corridor. Neither of them was bothered about the security camera right above them.

Andrei hollers as he approaches us with the hotel keys to our room. I mouth a silent thank you to him before letting Roman whisk me away to the elevators. Only, we're not alone. All five of his men pile into the elevator with us, causing me to smother a giggle at all these men crammed into such a small space. I notice the elevator just keeps climbing when we finally reach the top and it stops. Roman scans our room key on a pad within the elevator that I didn't notice was there. That seems backward; aren't the card pads usually just outside the door to the rooms?

Without hesitating, I pressed the button for Romeo’s floor. If Ravok thought he could use me to reach his climax and then discard me with that look of disgust, he was badly mistaken. The doors closed, and the slight jolt of the descending elevator made my stomach turn, but my hand gripped the sheet so tightly that my knuckles were white. Ding. The elevator doors slid open with a soft hum, revealing Romeo’s private sanctuary. The air there was different, colder, heavy with the scent of oak and tobacco.

'' He said with a chuckle and kissed my hand. I blushed and nodded my head sheepishly. I have zero patience. We entered the elevator and I was confused when he pressed R. It means Rooftop. Only this elevator has this option and I know why. But why are we going there? Don't tell me— My thoughts were cut short when Hottie pressed me against the elevator, making me gasp. His one hand is on the nape of my neck and the other is on my waist. ''You look breathtakingly beautiful and it takes everything in me to not touch you.'' He said, tracing his lips along my neck, making me whimper.

The elevator door slid open and the sound of voices raised in the living room came rushing. "I am telling you, Romeo, it is statistically impossible for a human being to be this annoying without a specialized degree in it!" I heard Irene’s voice. "And I am telling you, Irene, your taste in cinema is a literal crime against the arts! It’s a rom-com, not a documentary!" I stopped walking in the foyer. So did Dante. In the center of the living room, Romeo was waving a slice of cold pizza around. Opposite him stood Irene… who had moved into one of the guest suites two weeks ago to "help with Elara" (and mostly to escape from her obsessive ex).

I looked down at the screen to see a new text from Adrian. “Use elevator number three and bring your pretty ass over to the rooftop.” I glared at the screen. Fuck you, Adrian. I rushed toward the third elevator and pressed the button. The doors slid open instantly, and just as I stepped inside and pressed the button for the rooftop, the app must have been dialed up to a higher setting. A heavy, throbbing sensation hit me full force, making me groan out loud as the elevator began to rise. My knees went weak, and I had to press my back against the mirrored wall of the elevator just to stay upright while the intense pleasure washed over me.

Since the elevator had stopped between two floors, they had to help her climb to safety. Once Evelina was safely out, they reached back inside and pulled Adrian out as well. The moment both of them stepped onto the floor, still holding hands, everyone around them burst into applause. There were flashes from cameras as people took pictures while others cheered loudly after seeing that their boss and his fiancée had been rescued safely from the malfunctioning elevator. The noise throughout the floor grew louder. Evelina smiled at everyone around her, but Adrian's face remained completely expressionless. As she felt Adrian's grip tighten around her waist, she turned her attention toward him.