Hotel L'interlude Novels & Stories

She had to cover them up with the new clothes she borrowed. ••••• 7:30PM Ten minutes later, Sabrina stepped down from a cab and stood in front of La Lordè hotel. It was one of the most expensive hotels in the city.It has a lot of attractions to intrigue visitors. It was not just an ordinary hotel but it has a lounge ,a meeting space with an auditorium for guests,restaurants and other. Sabrina didn’t know why her client chose this hotel knowing very well that it was a famous place for the rich to visit in their leisure time.

Ronan The hotel room was dimly lit, washed in the muted glow of the bedside lamp. Heavy gold curtains were drawn tight over the windows, muffling the sounds of the city below into a queit, distant hum. The air smelled of expensive perfume – rose and vanilla layered so thick it clung to the back of my throat. Lila and I decided to meet here, since it was safer for her. She sat on the edge of the bed, one long leg crossed over the other, her crimson dress hitched up to reveal the smooth pale line of her thigh.

Lisa’s POV The hotel Evander booked is the Grand Pavilion a nineteenth-century palace converted into a five-star boutique hotel. It’s the kind of place where the bellhops wear velvet and the keys are still heavy brass tassels. I don't look at the crystal chandeliers as I cross the lobby. I don't look at the complimentary chocolates waiting on my side table. I walk straight to the heavy mahogany wardrobe where the digital safe is built into the wall. My fingers hover over the keypad.

Now, only when there were no more journalists disturbing with their cameras, she could admire Adalfo’s high taste of art. The hotel looked more like an art museum from the outside. The white stone walls of the hotel were decorated by artistic carvings. Were those kinds of symbol sculptures? Ah, no. Those were two letters of L and P intertwined. L and P should be referring to the initial of the hotel, La Paradise. Siena almost jumped on her seat. Initial! The first letter of each word! “Fidel, drive faster! We must go home soon!” she shouted all of a sudden to her private driver, asking him to speed up.

Violet punched Kevan triumphantly and handed the phone back to him. The collaborating party had booked rooms in the third-best hotel in Bartham for Larissa and Lewis. The first ranked hotel was the Regal Dynasty Hotel and the second was the Winston Hotel respectively. Because of Larissa's history with both hotels, Lewis had them book the third-best hotel. The hotel was large in scale, but its location wasn't ideal. It was located in a remote but scenic area, so there were few visitors on regular days. It took some time for Kevan to arrive in his car.

Blanche shrugs, "Only a few times." Both of the officers are looking intently at their target location - the InterContinental London Park Lane Hotel which is found in the prime spot of Park Lane in the heart of London. There's no denying it, the place has always been exceptional in the eye of people, and its iconic arrangement of mirrors is the grandness and dignity of this country. The hotel's exterior displays neoclassical architecture - with the series of that tall white columns and decorated moldings plus that extensive and vast windows - ah, this place is indeed one of those high-class hotels.

Angela's POV Some of the staffs of Le Méridien Ile des Pins Resort greeted us as soon as Lucifer and I arrived there. I was astounded by the beauty of the resort itself. Set alongside the beautiful lagoon of Oro Bay, the resort offers direct beach access, a swimming pool and a day spa. Located in Ile des Pins, this resort is a 25-minute flight from Noumea, followed by a 10-minute drive from Île des Pins Airport. Built using local wood and stone, the bungalows feature a private patio offering views over Oro Bay or the tropical gardens. The hotel rooms are located in the grand guestroom pavilion and feature a private balcony.

“Very beautiful.” Her breath hitched-not because of the view anymore. THE HOTEL Their resort sat at the highest point of Imerovigli, exclusive and secluded, with infinity pools carved into the side of the cliff. Bougainvillea vines crawled like strokes of fuchsia paint across white stone walls. They were led through an arch in stone into the lobby, where the entire caldera unfolded before them. Chilled towels, fresh lemonade, and warm smiles from the staff greeted them. A woman said, "Congratulations on your wedding. Your honeymoon villa has been prepared with special arrangements." Slowly, Clarisse turned to Saben, her eyes wide. “Villa?” He lifted a brow, a soft smirk tugging at his lips.

She just nodded at me and went out with me. My office is near the LHI hotel, but because of the traffic, our supposed 10-minute drive became 45 minutes. As expected LHI hotel is grand. The quality can compete internationally. It has the same vibe as their hotel in Berlin. I just carefully evaluate the interior of the hotel as we went to Mr. Escarrer’s Office. I already went to some of their hotels, and I always wanted to do a project with them. Their hotels and resorts were beautiful and unique, the reason why I wanted to work with them. As an Architect and Engineer, you treat Laertes Hotels and Resorts as a masterpiece.

Diamond paned Art Deco glass windows glittered and glowed with seductive yellow light, separating different sections of the hotel’s lobby and each wall of the wood paneled elevator was hung with exquisite sculpted-metal art. Restraining her, Andrew held them aside as the lift filled with other after-hours visitors here for the entertainment and the catered meals from the hotel’s exceptional restaurant, L’Escargot. “I’d prefer to go up alone,” he whispered as an explanation, dipping his head to nuzzle the space near her ear to hide the comment from casual onlookers. Without making a show of it, Evelyn acknowledged with a nod, but there was no disguising the effect of his mouth upon her and sh