If You Like Causing Trouble Up In Hotel Rooms Novels & Stories

That was before everything when Tate happened or when I'm away from her and what happened at the club too. "What are you gonna reason out? That you didn't do anything sexual with those women? What does a man and a woman do inside a room at 3AM? Play dollhouse? Or hide and seek?" She arched an eyebrow at me while drinking her juice. "I don't invite women inside my hotel rooms." I lied. Okay, I'm at fault. I do invite some women over for a good night fuck but I need to get my stress out of my system that's why I do that.

Keeping her with me is also dangerous, but I don't want to let her go, now I know we are watched, it's even worse. I have to catch the culprit, I can't have more cameras than I already have, and I can't have rats under my nose. I got up from my bed and strolled to the mini bar in my room, this was my hotel, and I built a room like this in each of my hotels for myself, just in case I might need them any minute of the day. Being in the Mafia you have to be prepared for surprises any minute of the day. I poured a generous amount of whiskey into the tumbler and sat on the island stool, looking around the room that's stacked with high-class furniture and designed with aesthetic artwork.

Nah, can't risk it, this room is probably on Liam's tab, he'll know if I order food, but…ugh my pride! I flop on the bed and blow out some air, what kind of hotel room doesn't have snacks? Hotel rooms for fancy, rich people who eat just caviar or some shit for dinner. Look at me, judging like I've been in many hotel rooms in my life to even lay out my opinion. I can't even fall asleep, shit! Okay, maybe I just need fresh air. A walk would be nice, hopefully, I won't run into anyone unpleasant. I change into shorts and a tank top, in an attempt to blend in, as a commoner, someone not here for the summit, I look pretty casual, I guess.

“Not two hours after you checked into the room, you ordered from room service. Your father and grandfather are out of the country, but it got back to someone they had an important guest staying in the penthouse suite your grandfather usually uses. The room service person set up a device while you were telling them to just put the dishes anywhere. Sasha, you let a stranger into your hotel room without any regard for your safety.” “It’s my grandfather’s hotel!” “And he has a mole, but you didn’t know this, did you? You keep away from the business. Had you let your father provide you security, the man who delivered your food wouldn’t have stepped foot in your suite and the video of you,” he fas

she added and started reading it. “Mia, Kylie and Bella!” she exclaimed and three of us started jumping happily. “As you see, there are 3 rooms in each of apartments. Boys are on the second floor of the hotel, girls are on the third one. This is not allowed for boys going to girls’ rooms and vice versa!” she stated. “That’s all! Now you can sleep or do other things, until we arrive!” “What’s up?” James asked me, when I wanted to put headphones on.

X says breaking me of my deep depressing thoughts. I roll my eyes at him. “I’ll stay at the other hotel if you promise to get those disgusting, probably infected hands checked out.” I say confidently. “Deal.” He says putting his hand out for me to shake. “Ew, no.” I say shaking my head grossed out. He laughs and I freaking missed that sound. “Fine, worth a try,” he says shrugging his shoulders. “The hotel is Hollywood Inn Suites by the way,” he says in a less playful tone.

she added, softer now, “Bengü messed you up with that hotel thing. Anyone would be paranoid after that.” “Yeah,” I muttered, peeking one last time under the bed. “One possessed room is enough for a lifetime.” “Imagine explaining that to housekeeping,” Pelin said. “‘Sorry, ma’am, the demon circle wasn’t ours.’” I laughed and dropped onto the mattress beside her. “We’d get banned from every hotel in Turkey.” “But so worth it,” she said with a wide grin. I then ordered room service, picked up my phone and hesitated before dialing.

"You've got to be kidding me." "Terribly sorry, ma'am. sir," the tall one said quickly, bowing slightly like that would fix anything. "Unfortunately, the hotel is fully booked tonight. We can only resolve this by morning." My stomach dropped. Fully booked? meaning.. The jerk let out a low chuckle that infuriated me. "Well, sweetheart, looks like we're roommates." "Over my dead body," I snapped. The nerve. still....why did that stupid chuckle sound so good?

I quickly head upstairs to my room to get my medicine. T. B. C...... These two are crazy Please like, comment and share I Love You♥️♥️

why can't I? Without any doubt, I faced him while smiling sweetly... before dropping the bomb by raising and showing him the bird. "Whoaa, did missy just gave me the middle finger!?" I blinked innocently. "Me? Raising the middle finger to you?!" He smirked. "You got a problem with that?" I glared at him. Chuckling, he threw me some pillows. Why? Oh you see, this beautiful freaking hotel only has one room left for some reasons. And apparently, this room only has one bed.