Kamar Gold Novels & Stories

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

She smiled back, trying not to ruin the dinner date with her camouflage “Welcome to Gold paradise” Xander greeted her as she stepped out of the car. Callie can’t believe how luxurious everything is. Every inch of the place is polished and gleaming, and the furniture and decor are exceptional. As they got hallway, Xander pops out a gold room key. He slid it in, and the door opened. They walked in and dropped off some of their belongings. The bedroom is so elegant, it has a king-sized covered in gold sheets. The light is low, casting a sensual glow about the room.

The front hall of the Camere Hotel was looking empty. Many of the younger guests found excuses to leave in a hurry. Notus was confused. Then, he accidentally heard the conversation between two guests who walked out. “There’s also a top-notch VIP card! If we’re lucky, we might be able to snatch it!” “I’m not interested in that. I’m interested in Seema’s jewelry!” “They’re only giving out 99 sets of her jewelry. The chances of getting it are very small!”

“I need to be sire of the contexts being mentioned.” “What do you mean?” I arched my brows in confusion. “What deeds?” “Don’t try to act coy, I’m no child that you can easily trick.” He spat bitterly. “How dare you kill him and stand right in front of me with such a look of deception?” “Kill? Kill who?” I was flabbergasted and speechless. Tensions spread a toss in the room as they gazed at me. “The gamma of course!” Kamari glared.

“And you are?” “Camryn. The Hunter who found evidence you’d rather not exist.” “Evidence.” She made the word sound like an accusation. “Stolen journals and forged documents, you mean.” “Original research from House Gold. Authenticated by Lady Castellan herself.” “House Gold was destroyed seventy years ago. Any ‘evidence’ from that time is suspect at best.” “Then you’ll have no difficulty disproving it tomorrow at the Convocation.” I held her gaze. “Unless you’re afraid of what the other Houses might discover.”

The two men walked in step with each other in a straight line. "Mr. Langston, you've already seen a doctor, right? You might not have much experience since you've never been married or had a girlfriend. Don't overdo it." Jessamine's eyelid was twitching nervously, afraid that the two men might start a fight right there on the street. Kama Jewelry had been established in the area for quite some time, and while she didn't know the names of all the office workers coming and going, their faces were definitely familiar to her.

And for that spark, I would become the third. The elevator doors opened into the damp, oil-scented parking garage. I didn't take the flashy Mercedes Dominic had bought me or the rugged SUV Killian used. I headed for a dusty, nondescript sedan parked in the corner—a vehicle Silas Vane’s men had left for me.

Jax advised. “As for the Blackwoods, their daughter Marlene Blackwood is off-limits—a beauty to behold,” he added. “Wow, so many people to avoid. Can I get vodka? Just to burn stress?” Dre asked, walking to the mini-bar. “You don’t want to know anything else?” Jax asked Ethan, who was focused on a file. “Tell me more about the Al-Khaleds,” he said. “A royal family with wealth and history. They have two children here: Rasheed and his younger sister, Jamila,” Jax explained.

Helena cooed, flicking her finger over the raised number on her own key. Camille nodded at Helena's statement and replied, "Well, I'm in room number three. It should be the first one we come across." I counted the doors as we passed, noting the differences in each one. While one door was a deep maroon shade with golden etching, another was a blinding shade of white. Confusion flashed across my face as I looked at the number thirteen, made from a golden metal, as it sat on the door. The white door was equally strange, sitting on a light blue plaque, the number nineteen shined brightly. As we approached the third door, I felt a frown form on my face. Helena let out a delicate laugh that echoed

Xander stopped at the second door. “This is yours room, mine is that one!” Xander pointed at the third door and left. I opened the door and entered the room. My curious eyes wandered all over the whole room. The whole place just like the down floor screams “Xander”. The room is entirely made of gold and black. It has a king size bed in the middle, a vanity table and a black sofa. Simple and dark! Definitely a mafia room. I went into the en-suite to have a shower. After I had my shower, I wrapped myself in the bathroom. When I went back into the bedroom I remembered that my luggage wasn't here!