Pov Rooftop Novels & Stories

ENRIQUE POV I walked up to the rooftop and it was worth it. The view was breathtaking-you could practically see the whole city in an array of colors. There was a huge swimming pool at the edge of the rooftop. Everything about the hotel screamed luxury. I had to get a breath of fresh air and come back to my equilibrium. It was like the lady April was everywhere. She made her presence known with just a simple word, touch, or gesture, heck, Adam king seemed to be in her trance all night long and so was I. I was so hard in my pants, I felt uncomfortable. What was it about this woman anyway?.

"Aria's going for the roof. Give her covering fire in thirty seconds." I climb fast. The building is old, decrepit. The stairs creak under my weight. At the top, I find the roof access. Locked. I shoot the lock. It breaks. I shove the door open. The roof is flat, with scattered debris and rusted equipment for cover. Perfect. I move to the edge, looking down. Marco's men are exchanging fire with the snipers. I can see three positions. Rooftop across the street. Water tower to the east. Crane to the south.

Cove answered. The elevator doors opened. Cove pushed the button for the roof. The ride up was silent, thick with tension. When the doors opened again, cool night air washed over them. The private rooftop garden stretched out under a moonless sky dark, quiet, and completely enclosed by high glass walls. Small lights lined the paths between potted trees and flowering plants, but the center area near the railing was almost completely black. Cove led Eli to the far edge, where a heavy iron railing overlooked the glittering city far below. The wind tugged at their clothes.

Even the switches and stair railings in the house were covered in gold and diamonds. Despite having seen many luxury houses before, Xyla was still in awe and allowed her gaze to linger on these things. “Let’s check out the fireworks first,” Stanley said before pulling her into the elevator. The two of them took the elevator directly to the rooftop. This was the tallest location in the area. From this viewpoint, the peach blossom forest seemed much clearer. It was the same for the fireworks in the sky. The rooftop was completely sealed off, and the surrounding walls and the roof were all made of tempered glass. It looked like a giant crystal palace.

ALPHA ELEO’S POV Unknown to everyone, we changed the venue. From the garden of the hotel, we decided to bring it up to the rooftop, and every floor, stair, and elevator were well guarded. Once the guests are in already, all the elevators will be stopped. The building is up to the eighteenth floor, so at least before they can reach the rooftop, they will first pass through each floor with difficulty.

Now who the hell fell from the rooftop? top?

He chuckled. "I have no idea what you're talking about," I whispered and he smiled wider when the elevator pinged. "See for yourself, love," The doors opened and I gasped. There was a gazebo on the roof! A tent-like structure with curtains that billowed around lightly. There were sofas arranged on the square platform and table right at the center. Flowers and vines hung from the roof of the gazebo, and from the rooftop, I could see Hawaii. The seas, the beaches, the people.

“Even at fifteen, you were a terrorist. I bet your dad couldn’t wait until you left for college.” “Mmhmm.” We push open the rooftop hatch, stepping into the open air. The view is eerie but beautiful. The rooftop is flat and scattered with gravel. Knox glances around. “So, what do we do now?” “Enjoy the view.” He squints. “The view is dark. Are we supposed to be seeing something?” I lie down on the dusty floor and pat the space beside me. “By view, I meant the stars. They look better from up here.”

All agents at Exodus have practiced snipers a lot; I can set it up in less than a minute. I leaned back onto the metal railings as I waited for the elevator to stop. I took a sip from my black coffee while looking up at the numbers impatiently. Once the elevator stopped, I made my way out. My boots clicked onto the tiles as I walked to the far end of the hall where the door to the rooftop is at. Upon opening the metal doors, the strong wind pushed through. My hair swayed with the cool air. My lips parted as I took a deep breath. The view here at dusk is beautiful. There were so many buildings in the area. The sun had already set in the horizon, leaving the sky with a trace of pink and orange

The rooftop is undeniably a haven of tranquility in the midst of the chaos of the city below. The entire space was enormous and spacious, mocking all other roofs in the neighborhood with panorama views that reached the sky and an incredible infinity pool at the edge that provided breathtaking views over the surfaces. It was clear to her why this building could be visible from a distance, far above Italy's bustling boulevard city.