Romans & histoires Hotel L'interlude

Avery’s eyes widened in surprise and Margaret could not help the amusement that brewed inside her. “That’s how the French greet” she whispered. Avery immediately recomposed herself and finished the awkward greeting gesture with Luc. “Thanks for waiting for us” Avery replied. Luc heaved a sigh of approval as he pulled an iPad from his cross bag. “Suite Reservations have been made for you at Hotel Notre Adams.” Luc announced. Avery and Margaret looked at each other confused by the excitement on his expressions. “Where is that?” Margaret asked, “Only the most Luxurious hotel for the most luxurious people, ma’am” Luc grinned.

Morning stretched across the Amour DeLuxe Resort like melted honey—warm, slow, and too bright for anyone who sinned the night before. Downstairs, the lobby buzzed with business travelers and a few confused retirees who had absolutely NO idea why the hotel was filled with loud Creole women in satin robes and hungover men in matching “Marcus’s Final Ride” t-shirts.

I muttered, noticing the outdated decor and ancient-looking flight information displays. Elijah laughed. “You’re not wrong. They’re big on tradition here.” The drive to our hotel took about twenty minutes, winding through dense forest before the trees gave way to a small but quaint downtown area. The hotel seemed new, with the inside constructed of faux marble and gold accents. Elijah checked in while I waited nearby with our luggage. I spotted a Luna I recognized and waved to her. She waved excitedly back. Once we stepped into our hotel room on the top floor, I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped me. The space was enormous. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the surr

Or maybe that’s the way it is and I’m just jealous. I barely register the drive to the hotel. I’m so preoccupied with thoughts of what could be possibly going on in the second car. The thought of any romantic entanglement between them makes me taste bile. The skies glow brighter by the time we arrive at the hotel. From the outside, it looks ancient with stone bricks and all but the interior reflects a timeless luxury. “So what’s it going to be?” Louis yawns as he addresses Neal, “Two to a room? Both genders or are we sharing?”

VALERIE The resort for the retreat was the kind of place people only saw in glossy magazines. Hidden away on a private Island within pine forest. The kind of place that whispered and screamed money at the same time. The chandeliers bathed the polished marbled floor with golden hue. Tugging my suitcase along, I took it all in. The simple yet extravagant interior has the feel of a five star hotel. I headed for the reception where a young woman leaned lazily against the counter, snapping her bubble gum loudly.

He looked like a man carved from stone—still, cold, unreachable. We’d been on the road for almost an hour when the hotel came into view. A massive structure of marble and glass, its tall spires reaching toward the gray sky like spears. Gold letters gleamed at the entrance: SAINT ORLAN’S HOTEL. The irony wasn’t lost on me. Faith, they called it. But everything about this place smelled like money and sin. I shot another quick text to Ezreal: We’re here. Saint Orlan’s. The summit begins soon.

As the sun sets, the building becomes a beacon of light, casting a warm glow that beckons guests into a world of indulgence. Upon entering the hotel, guests are greeted by a lobby that exudes elegance. The expansive space is adorned with contemporary artwork, chic furnishings, and ambient lighting that creates a welcoming atmosphere. The air is infused with a subtle fragrance, a signature scent unique to the LA Hotel, adding a sensory layer to the overall experience. ** As the shareholders emerged from the lavish confines of the LA Hotel, an air of trepidation hung thick around them. The weight of Viaan Adams’s unexpected entrance into the meeting with Mr. Russo cast a shadow over their jubi

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*Harleys POV "Good evening, welcome to Le Lion. How may I help you today?" The receptionist greets Xavier when we reach the counter of the luxurious hotel. "I have a reservation. It's under the name of Everest," Xavier tells him while I place my elbows on the counter, cupping my face. This place feels nice. The entrance is very decorative and the marble flooring looks expensive. I vaguely wonder what our rooms will be like. "Yes, Mr. Everest. We have reserved a room for you for two nights with the cost of food and travel included, is that right?" The guy types fast as he speaks to Xavier and the latter nods in turn.

Before I could reply, the driver began coughing violently, clearly trying to stifle his laughter. I glared at Lucian. “In your dreams.” “In my dreams, you’re doing more than just lying on my bed. Want to know the details?” His smirk was maddening. I groaned, rolling my eyes. “Why can’t you ever answer a simple question with a simple answer?” “Because simple is boring.” He replied smoothly. “And yes, I booked us individual rooms.” When the car pulled up in front of a grand hotel, my jaw almost dropped. The place was massive, with a large sign that read Gran Sol Resort.