It Really Tied The Room Together Novels & Stories

I was nestled in a chair between Orion and Iris. The room matched the rest of the house. It looked like it was pristinely taken care of with nothing that was out of place. There was nothing that said this room was used regularly. It didn't feel like a packhouse dining room, but more like a showroom in a fancy furniture shop.

A couple of leather chairs were positioned near the desk, and a small bar cart sat in the corner, stocked with various bottles of liquor. I shifted in my chair, testing the strength of the ropes. They were tight, no way I could wiggle out of them. I sighed and looked around again. It was definitely a step up from the last place, where the walls had been peeling, and the floor had been covered in dirt and grime. This room, though... it almost felt like a study in a fancy house. Almost comfortable, if it weren’t for the whole being-tied-up thing. "Well, at least they have good taste in décor," I said to myself, trying to keep my spirits up. "Wonder if they got a decorator in for this."

There’s a rocking chair in the corner that Dre insisted on getting, claiming it was for me, but I know he plans to spend just as much time there. It’s the little details that got to me the most. The carefully placed toys. The soft blankets. The way everything was arranged with so much thought and intention. I remember standing there the first time he showed me the finished room, my hand resting on my belly as tears slipped quietly down my cheeks. Because this is real. We’re doing this. Together.

POV: Scarlett Bringing Elias home changed the house. Not the structure of it,the same rooms, the same light through the same windows. But the quality of it, the way a space feels when it has been rearranged around someone new. Tiny blankets on surfaces that hadn't held anything soft before. Small clothes hanging in the nursery, still slightly astonishing to look at. Bottles lined up on the counter. A mobile turning slowly in the draft from the window. Every room held pieces of him now, small evidence of a person who had made himself the centre of gravity without trying.

"You need to have your bath." "Just give me a few minutes like this." She moved, closing the distance between them, their forehead coming in contact. The room became silent, the only thing that could be heard was the breath, they stared at each other. It was a peaceful moment that had both of them reminiscing on how they were becoming attached to each other. The silence didn't last for long, as the sound from George's phone interrupted the atmosphere, making them separate. "You cheated." "I didn't switch it on."

- • Alyssa's POV As I entered the room, I was immediately struck by the beautiful sight before me. The paintings on the wall seemed to blink at me, as if greeting me. The room was painted white with stunning murals hand-painted on the burnt orange and red walls. The furniture was rustic and dark, complemented by vibrant cushions. I had never seen a room with so much furniture and so many hues. The white velvet curtains hid the long windows across the room, leaving only a shy peek. The floor was polished wood, dark and free of clutter. The room looked amazing; it was designed not just to be a room, but to feel like home. I could stay here forever.

He was pretty cute when he was proud. "I am glad you like it.I don't to show it off to people often," he told me still smiling. The room was furnished beautifully.It seems like the househad a theme of being open..especially with the forest around the house.There were also multiple plants scattered around the room some bigger than me. "Your TV. is so big " I cried as I walked over to where it was hanged on the wall connecting to the glass.It was almost as tall as me.

Lucas and Nellie stood at a distance, watching , one at the north and the other at the south. A light rope extended from my midriff to each of their hands and trailed on the ground between their feet. They were to act as a sort of tether for me, to draw me back if anything went wrong. I drew in a deep breath as I took in every inch of the room. From the vanity, to the perfectly made bed without even a hint of a wrinkle. To the blanket crumpled on the floor as if it’d been tossed there in a hurry and forgotten.

One odd thing I observed as I walked past three sets of couches arranged in an L-shape was the repetitive use of the colours; red, black, and white. As my mind refused to be bothered by the decoration choice of another human, my eyes darted to the left and I saw the colossal television attached to the wall and I suddenly felt uneasy. I don't know why, but I felt little as I walked further and further into the spacious room. My slow paces soon led me into the second part of the large room which was separated from the first space by beaded curtains, and while my body shivered slightly in response to the intense cool air in the room, I noticed a figure standing beside a leather office chair whi

I meticulously adjusted my tie, ensuring it was perfectly centered and knotting it with precision. Inside, the building's interior is tastefully designed and screams elegance. It has a clean and minimalist aesthetic, with carefully chosen details that add to its sophistication. Expensive paintings adorn the walls, complementing the refined atmosphere. Indoor plants are strategically placed, bringing life and a touch of nature to the surroundings. The lounge area is particularly inviting, featuring plush seating and stylish decorations. It is a space where visitors can relax and reflect, surrounded by carefully selected furnishings that combine both aesthetics and comfort. As I explore furthe