Hotel London Novels & Stories

I am trembling as I walk into 1 Lombard Street, a restaurant that is located in the heart of the City of London. I have a vague idea of the man with whom I am about to come face-to-face. My go-to reaction when faced with something, or someone, I am unsure about is to do my research. Forewarned is forearmed, as they say, and the Internet is a marvellous invention. It took a few G****e searches to narrow down my Alexander Davenport, but when I finally tracked down the website for Davenport Wines, I was able to confirm that the person I had met was the same guy in the picture on the page of company directors.

Then we wandered to more famous sights in Hong Kong. We headed to Parklane. The City The Park Lane Hong Kong was opened in 1974, the hotel is located in the heart of Causeway Bay, one of Hong Kong's most vibrant neighborhoods. With its prime location on Hong Kong Island, the hotel offers easy access to the city's best shopping, dining, and entertainment destinations.

At xxx Hotel, London 8:00 a.m. Rosaline's P.O.V The scorching rays of the sun fell on my face waking me up from my deep slumber. I reached London at 5:00 a.m. sharp. Two employees of Miller Corporation received me at the airport. They escorted me to the hotel. It was a luxurious one though. I quickly threw off my heels and didn't bother to change my dress even. I got into the covers and fell asleep as I was too tired.

Damn! It was too damn much for me to stomach. "Here we go," Rika sang in excitement when we arrived at the venue. The party took place in the Leonardo Royal Hotel, which was one of the finest hotels in London. The doorkeepers quickly opened the door for us and welcomed us with polite smiles. One of the men approached us and took our coats. "They treat us like we've come from the royal family." Rika laughed and tugged her arm around mine. "My secretary doesn't match my steps," I whispered.

And I bear no grudge against him when it seemed there was no one to really trust. We arrived at the place described as the epitome of luxury in Manhattan, the Luther Hotel known. A hotel known to host celebrities, political dignitaries and royalty. It was the most suitable place to host a party for New York's finest and the success of Nicholas' legitimate businesses meant that he embraced many identities one of them being a savvy businessman.

“There is a discrepancy of two hundred thousand dollars added to the total that has no source in the line items.” My eyes stayed on her face, watched the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, the way her hands trembled slightly on the armrests even as her voice remained steady. She wasn’t done. “Page eleven,” she said, and I felt the shock ripple through the room, felt Monroe shift uncomfortably in his seat. “Hotel food and beverage revenue.” She closed her eyes for just a second, like she was pulling the numbers from somewhere deep in her memory. “New York properties: eighteen point four million. London: fourteen point two million. Dubai: twenty-one point six million. Singapore: twe

**** LA hotel:- One of the hotel chains owned by Mr. Russo:- Nestled in the heart of the thriving metropolis of Elegant City, the LA Hotel stands as a paragon of luxury and sophistication. This architectural gem is more than just a hotel; it is an immersive experience, a testament to opulence and style that leaves an indelible mark on the city’s skyline.

Too busy with what matters more to him, he doesn't even realize how disturbed Roseline had been since returning from Cameroon. Clicking her tongue against her teeth, Roseline had stuffed the jewelry set that came with the dress into the wardrobe. It wasn't her style at all. … Silver Fly was the only hotel that had made it to the top three picks of the London Times Luxury publications for weeks coming now. Rumour had it that the group of filthy rich owners of the hotel had figured out this way to keep their establishment seen by paying the LTL publishers to always keep them in that position. But the real ones know that Silver Fly was worth every praise. It was a place for the big fishes of Lo

I rolled my eyes. We walked out of the airport and hailed a taxi. We got in and gave the address. Kyle decided that we should stay in a five star hotel name ‘The Dorchester’. We had to pay $2,986 (two thousand, nine hundred and eighty six pounds) a night. It was the most expensive hotel in London. I grinned at that thought. It is a good thing, this credit card was not on my name. When we arrived, I looked up at the building before us. It was beautiful but sadly I was not awestruck. Rich people are just too cool for that. Wow , that is such an a$$hole thing to say.

And she remembers that she has to tell her friend the whole turbulent story. She accelerates her car a little more, is tremendously scared, continues on for a few more streets until she finally reaches the upscale part of the city. Kensington Gardens is undoubtedly one of the most luxurious neighborhoods in London, where a single house can be valued at 36 million pounds. There are many luxurious mansions, only multimillionaire businessmen and some members of the royalty. Her blue eyes shine, and she is amazed by the immensity of those huge and luxurious mansions.