Rina Rooms Novels & Stories

one of the security men asked. “I want to see Mr Douglas, my name is Riana, he is expecting me”. “Wait a minute,” the security man said and called the room assistant through the intercom. After a while, he turned to Riana and said. “You may go now. Mr Douglas is waiting for you.” Riana entered the elevator and stopped right inside Room 8. She readjusted her clothes and walked towards the first table that she saw. She was nervous. Her countenance depicting anxiety. She took a deep breath and looked around the well furnished room. The room was decorated with expensive furniture and artifacts.

Rina stared at Lana mischievously, her rosy pink lips curving into a smirk. Lana's palm itched to wipe that smirk off her face. She looked around the room, taking in the sight, slowly. The room was dimly lit from the chandelier above, which cast a faint glow around the room. Rina's hair looked disheveled and her complexion was flushed. There were clothes strewn about the floor of the room and a faint musty smell hung in the air. As Lana tried to make her brain understand whatever it is that was going on, Damien walked out of the bathroom. His golden locks, was wet and stuck to his forehead.

A thin sheen of sweat made her skin gleam under the bedside lamp. I couldn’t breathe. My own pussy clenched hard inside my jeans, already soaking through my panties. I’d never seen another woman like this, not up close, not real. Rina was twenty-three, curvy in that soft, dangerous way, with wide hips, thick thighs, a plush ass that jiggled every time she thrust against her hand. And she was lost in it, eyes half-lidded, lips parted, and whispering dirty little things to herself I couldn’t quite catch. I should have left. Instead I pushed the door open another inch. The hinge gave the tiniest creak.

Now I could see the familiarity in their features,so Ryan must have told her about me. “I'm Natasha by the way.” I smiled. “Ryan told me about you,we have a lot of catching up to do.” She smiled. “Yeah.” I smiled sadly. Once she finds out that I'm an Omega I guess she wouldn't be this cheerful around me. Lisa took me into the room prepared for me and I couldn't help but gasp loudly in surprise. It was spacious with a white marble floor pink walls and a white ceiling. The windows took up an entire wall,the room was light and felt open. A giant gold, crystal chandelier dangled from the ceiling. And there was a full length mirror,a vanity and a desk.

Ryan wasn’t into the idea of having his spare bedrooms turned into love shacks, so he’d put up a rope at the top of the stairs with a sign that said ‘Upstairs Off Limits. Riley would have totally ignored the sign – obviously – so I stepped over the rope and continued looking. “Riley?” I called out, opening door after closed door. Nobody in the business study. Nobody in the ‘blue room’ – the spare bedroom done all in shades of blue. Nobody in the master suite. I checked the bathroom, but she wasn’t in there worshipping the porcelain goddess. Next up was the ‘knickknack room,’ the spare bedroom with all the things Ryan had bought on tour – some ironic, some beautiful. A velvet Elvis painting,

Families are not for me and, I'm better off alone than someone like my mother, only to regret it all my life. I made my way towards the living room, trying to rest my eyes for some time on the couch. Brandon does have a spare room for days like this bu,t I don't think I can sleep even though I'm hell tired. And just when I was trying to sit on the couch, there was a knock on the front door, I checked the person through the security cam, before the opening door, only to find standing face to face with the least accepted, and has been avoiding for years, "Rachel," he said, surprised to find behind the door. "What are you doing here?"

It was endearing, it was exhausting, and it was entirely Ronan. The current hospital room was a five-star suite disguised as a medical ward. The walls were a soft cream, the lighting was dimmed to a warm honey hue, and the air smelled like the expensive white lilies Ronan had delivered every morning. But no amount of luxury could mask the underlying tension that hummed through the room every time Aria’s name was mentioned.

There’s no way they could fall in love just in a week, right? * * * The woman felt a certain coziness under her head, she twitched her eyes only to see the white ceiling of a room. Rina finally opened her eyes, and expensive LED TV is in front of her. There’s lots of decoration and plants around her, she could only guess that she’s in a hospital and a VIP room that is.

She wondered if this was the reason Allan picked the room, because it would be the only reason why she would pick the room. She pulled herself away from the view and ventured through one of the doors opposite each other. There was nothing spectacular about it. It was a normal room with twin beds, a bathroom and a walk-in closet. This was definitely not where they’d be sleeping. Riana drew in a heavy breath, her stomach in knots. She closed the door and walked across the living room to the other room. She stumbled and then stopped. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she was having a panic attack.