Hotel L'interlude の小説・ストーリー

It felt like the shock of finding a large oasis in the desert. After asking around, they found out that this hotel was actually invested in and built by Ludo. It was eight stories high and extremely luxurious with an open-air swimming pool. It was surrounded by commercial streets such as cafes and restaurants. “Interesting.” Philip said. He stood at the door and stepped inside. As soon as he entered the door, he was surprised by the luxurious atmosphere inside. However, Philip was used to seeing this. Without any change in his expression, he said, “Please inform Lord Ludo that Philip Clarke is here to see him.”

"You're newlyweds. I'm just making sure Liam's treating you right." I swear this woman has zero filter. "We're fine," I mutter. "So that's a no." I don't answer and Cassandra's grin widens. "Oh, this is going to be fun." Suddenly, the tour takes a sharp turn. Instead of showing us beaches and villages, Cassandra starts pointing out hotels. "That's the Sunset Resort. It's very private with excellent room service." "And over there is the Moonlight Inn. Smaller, but they have these amazing suites with ocean views."

Lumaro nodded and smiled again. Suddenly, Lumaro felt the car stopped. He looked at Leslie with an inquisitive look. “Lumaro, we are here already; that is the Triple K Hotel. Its price per night of stay is reasonable but the service and ambiance are for a five-star hotel type.” Leslie said as she pointed out the hotel nearby. Lumaro’s eyes lighted and her smile was from ears to ears. “Thank you once again, Leslie. I will never forget you,” He said, about to alight from the car.

It was the perfect stage for their final act. The hotel was not one of the famous grand palaces on the Quai du Mont-Blanc. It was something else entirely: a former private mansion tucked away on a quiet, cobbled street in the Old Town, its facade unassuming, its name, Le Repos de l'Ombre—The Shadow’s Repose—whispered only in certain circles. It was a place for people who needed to disappear in plain sight. A butler, older, with eyes the color of a winter lake, greeted them at the door. “Messieurs Silva,” he said, his voice a soft, cultured baritone. “Your suite is ready. We trust your journey was pleasant.”

Klein, being in the office or town for the weekend. **** "Welcome to Baha Mar hotel and resort. How can I help you?" “Reservations for Lyle Sever,” (Ken says,) looking at the row of young women faces at the counter. He glanced down at his phone, having only the side profile of a picture of the girl he was told that he was supposed to marry. He sees one girl who might be assisting another guest in line. But he wasn't sure. Just when he went to look at his phone again, the young lady behind the desk said,

But business must go on while renovations are taking place. There was only one tiny problem with this plan. Most of the staff had quit. The receptionist and the clerk left last week without notice. They got new jobs at the new cheesy hotel down the road. 'What type of hotel calls itself The Street Inn?' A dumb name for a place like that, Mark thought. At least, the girls didn't try to demand any payment before they left. They didn't seem to care. Then again, it was the middle of the month, and they hadn't given any real notice, so he didn't think he owed them.

**** When the limo turned down East 76th she immediately saw the immaculate structure of the five star hotel that was in partnership with the show for Corday Fashions. They pulled up front and Audrey stepped out when the driver came around and opened the door. She waited a few seconds while Cassidy slid out after her then they both headed towards the entrance of the luxurious hotel. As soon as she walked in she gasped at the beautiful interior, marble floors and columns with little bits of gold speckled through out, the design and furniture within looked as if it was antique but new at the same time.

Everly asked, gazing at the nameplate on the gigantic building before her, Rising inc. She tilted her head to both sides, certainly she'd heard of this before but, why were they here? What about Penty's hotel? “Come on in.” Hubbard urged. The screeching of tires could be heard as a waitress drove a champagne cart into room 404 which obviously was the most expensive VIP lodge. “Cheers!” “To a blissful future.” Luis Maria added. A smile creased Hahn's face. What's going on? Everly cogitated. She shot suspicious glances at her father, Luis Maria, then to Hahn whose face was buried in the ground. Her eyes continued to move sideways of its frame.

I wanted to whisper a some few words of gratitude to him, but I knew that my father's acute ears would not miss the words and he would not approve. Chilly gusts of wind swept across the landscape and I was surprised to know that we had crossed into the city of Ackenshire and were at one of his private hotels which were once opened to the public before being snatched from their owners. The hotel's name actually translated to Sinful Paradise, it was a haven for the rich and famous, for shady politicians who wished to keep their after dark affairs arcane. This was a paradise for sinners, I hope the night will expire without me adding to the list of sinners. The Devil and my mother walked hand i

As it was a leisure trip, Larissa had no objections to such arrangements. All of them went to enjoy a comfortable hot spring bath. Time passed quickly, and soon it was evening. They were preparing to call it a day. The chateau-hotel was a seven-star hotel with luxurious facilities. It featured a room with a living area, kitchen, and reception space. The bathroom was exceptionally spacious and luxurious. It was stocked with bathing products from the prestigious Hermes brand. There was a king-sized bed in the exquisitely beautiful bedroom. It was surrounded by pillars adorned with gold and draped in stunning bed curtains.