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THALASSA'S POV: My new apartment did not have a spare bedroom. It barely had a regular bedroom. But I did not need a spare bedroom. I needed a secure connection, a reliable power source, and a door that locked. Everything else was just furniture, and furniture I could buy.

his room is decorated in shades of grey and chestnut his bed set on a podium like the other two Mens furniture the only difference is Desmond’s has a mirror on top of his bed on the very ceiling and I ask curious… “Why do you need a mirror on top of you? ..” “So I can watch you while I make love to you” he says, his blue eyes filled with desire... I gulp staring at him for a few minutes until he smirks and says “ I have one more room to show you... Follow me…”he places his hand in the middle of my back and leads me to the madame's bedroom … He pulls out a key from his pocket and opens the door switching on the very dim lights “Welcome to the pleasure room” he says gesturing at the door he ju

When they finally reach the third floor, Joshua looks up at her startled: "Emanuele, you are freezing." The girl can't quite understand what he is saying. All she can do is stare at her sister's thin, defeated silhouette. The room is large and separated by two compartments. The first is small, with a glass window that makes it easy to see the room behind her. Beyond it, a heart monitor is in evidence, still unplugged. There are other things, like television screens, a table with documents on top. All that passes like a blur through Emanuele's blurred vision.

Overwhelmed with excitement, I couldn't help but exclaim to Aneira, "This is exactly the room we had envisioned in our dreams!" The room boasted a conveniently accessible small window, which provided us with an easy way to enter and exit, especially considering our smaller size compared to the average wolf. The room was filled with an abundance of natural light, creating a captivating atmosphere that was further enhanced by the intricate designs on the walls. The allure of this enchanting space was so strong that we couldn't resist the urge to thoroughly explore every corner and detail it had to offer.

I placed my hand on the door knob and a tab installed on the wall lit up. ‘Your name please’ the screen requested. A flash second later, I imputed ‘Mrs Chelsea Ricci’. ‘Try again.’ It refreshed. Damn it. ‘Mrs Chelsea Star Ambers- Rutherford.’ I typed carefully. ‘Come in.’ The door opened and I stepped into the room. My heart got caught in my throat at the scenery. If it’s not matte black, it’s diamond, if it’s not diamond it’s gold, if it’s not gold it’s marble, if it’s not marble it’s fine wood. Ricci’s room is nothing short of luxury and I love it!

"Hey, Noru." "…mm, the fuck Toma, it's 3 in the morning." "How are things regarding Xia Ti?" "Uhh, yeah! The plan was successful." "Great we'll talk about your rewards later." "Heh, why not come to my room later? I'd like a taste of you now." Toma had a sudden disgusted expression from what he heard from Noru. "Nevermind, I'll just pay you cash." "Wait, I was kidd-" the call ended. After that, he drives back to the dorm.

“Is it so?” The three cottages were near my vehicle, which is where Jose brought me. Ryker informed Jose that we were in a different room from Russell and Claire, who shared it. The cabin exudes an aura of pristine cleanliness and impeccable organization. I catch a glimpse of Russell and Claire, their eyes fixed on the horizon as the sun dips below the waves. The room features a transparent wall and a sizable curtain that can be used to conceal it. The room is spacious, featuring a luxurious king-size bed and a private en-suite bathroom. I carried my belongings to my room.

"Nо Puрру, uрѕtаіrѕ, second bеdrооm tо the rіght." The second bеdrооm tо the rіght is mу bеdrооm. Nоt thе former guеѕt bеdrооm thаt I share wіth Rоѕе, оur bеdrооm. I rеfеr to mу bеdrооm аѕ mу minimalist rооm. It соntаіnѕ a Twіn Mіѕѕіоn Bеd. No pictures аrе оn thе wаllѕ no rugs, nоthіng.... juѕt the bеd. Thеrе are heavy curtains аnd ѕhаdеѕ on thе windows to blосk thе light. I always fоund thе rооm tо bе very реасеful аnd rеѕtful. Hеrе is where I hаvе bее n sleeping аftеr Rоѕе lеft. "Yоu will bе ѕlееріng hеrе wіth mе but on thе floor. I hаvе provided you wіth a blаnkеt."

A hidden door hissed open, revealing a chamber bathed in ethereal blue and purple lights that pulsed gently, casting shadows like whispers on the walls. He stepped inside, the air cooler, thicker with anticipation. The room was a sanctuary of indulgence and control: king-size bed with sturdy poles at each corner, shelves lined with implements that made her stomach flip. Ronan lowered her onto the bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. She sat up, nerves coiling tight, and cleared her throat. 'What will you do to me?'

Room 2 – Four Perfect Angel Sons. Relationship to Guests: Husband & Wife + their Cute Kids. Special Requests: Big BED for my room. Rose petals on the bed. Soundproof walls so no one hears weird adult noises. Kids want ice cream 24/7. Spotify playlist for kissing mood. Emergency Contact: None. ~End OF BOARDING FORM~ The three brothers smiled mischievously. WAIT HERE, I'LL BE RIGHT BACK— Matteo. Matteo took the form then walked to the elevator. He smiled when he saw it coming down.