Sam And Colby Stanley Hotel Novels & Stories

Then, he enunciated each word slowly. "You don't have the right." With that said, he sat down on the lobby couch with Caleb. He seemed unapologetic, and it rendered the staff helpless. The manager could indeed take action against Sam if he was disrupting business operations, like the altercation he had with the receptionist earlier. But they were just sitting on the couch now, as harmless as lambs. The hotel's security personnel had no valid reason to remove them. Sam and Caleb could sit there all night. They could say they registered for a room, but the hotel claimed to have no rooms available. So they were waiting on the couch for one to become available. There wasn't anything they could d

They were into real estate, they owned a winery as well as other investments. The down floor of the big building was where the reception and restaurant were. The restaurant extended to the second floor. One had to make a reservation for at least a week before they get the opportunity to eat there. The third floor was where the bar was located, different size lounges on the fourth floor and the rest of the floor served as VIP hotel rooms for guests. Coming out of the elevator into the fourth floor, Colt located the lounge room number where Sammie's party was being held. Every part of the building and room was soundproof and decorated with the finest pieces of furniture and latest technology.

Kai said excitedly as he pulled out of the lot. Tiffany reached out to the alumni of both genders along the way. They decided to hold the gathering two days from now and chose the biggest mafia-controlled hotel in Swallowston. The name of the hotel was Black Mamba. It was a hotel that rendered services to the people of the underworld. There were all sorts of people mingling in that hotel and it was a good location to get Samantha in trouble. *** Samantha was unaware that Tiffany had put the plan in motion. She held Adrian’s arm and walked in the direction of Jewel Road with Lizzy.

Camelia continued softly, “it’s okay, right?” Calvin nodded. “As long as you’re the one asking, nothing is a problem.” Camelia let out a small huff, but the corner of her lips lifted. She leaned her head against the seat, closing her eyes for a moment, letting her fatigue slowly fade. Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Samantha stood inside her dimly lit hotel room. Only half the lights were on, casting long shadows on the walls. The phone in her hand still displayed the information she had just obtained.

The table had emptied considerably. Colene stood up and suddenly swayed a little. She almost fell. "I need to go to the restroom." "I'll go with you," Gabriella said. "No, I'm fine." Colene waved her hand and belched. She then walked to the restroom. … Sam was standing with his back facing the restroom door while he gazed outside the window. He turned upon hearing footsteps behind him. His gold-rimmed glasses reflected a dazzling glint. "Colene," he said.

She knew Samuel wasn’t used to drinking much, but that night, he seemed far more restless than usual. “Rebecca,” Samuel called out from the crowd. He was already a bit unsteady, his face flushed from the alcohol. Rebecca immediately approached him. “Mr. Samuel, you’ve had too much to drink. Maybe we could—” “I didn’t ask for your opinion. But come with me upstairs. I’m dizzy,” Samuel said sharply but softly. Rebecca held back a sigh. “Alright. I’ll take care of the room.” Without asking many questions, Rebecca booked a hotel room on the 10th floor. Some hotel staff helped carry the half-drunk Samuel to the room. After everything was settled, Rebecca closed the door and helped Samuel sit on t

Helena said. "Okay, before I do that, I would like to know how it is all connected to Samantha's boyfriend? Why is she acting like it's her who went bankrupt and is now throwing a tantrum?" Sarah asked while giving a small look to Samantha who was literally fuming and hot air was coming out of her ears. Samantha was going to say something but Steven stopped her from doing so and took the initiative to talk about it himself. "It's my hotel, Sarah. Hotel Business Stars, I am the owner." Steven said and Sarah's eyes widened in surprise.

I walked to the door slowly, and peeked through the peephole. Samuel was there, Ethan’s driver. I opened the door halfway. “What?” “It’s time to go,” he informed me. “This place isn’t safe anymore.” I didn’t move. “What’s going on?” “Two men came here pretending to be staff. They asked about a woman with a scar and a child. Your husband said it's them” I turned back towards the room. Samantha was still asleep. I swallowed hard. “Where are we going then?” “There’s another hotel outside the city with no cameras. Paid in cash. Ethan made sure.”

When I heard that from Mason, I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt then got out of the car. Pagkalabas ko, agad na'kong lumapit rito but suddenly stopped as my eyes widened in surprised when I spotted the Hotel name of the building standing so tall and proud behind him. Holy moly!! Does this mean--- "Na nandito tayo sa isa sa mga hotel ni Liam? Yes, you're right, Samantha. We really are dahil dito lagi naglalagi si Cameron every time he have business here." He answered my mind's question with a nod, probably reading my thoughts as amazement was clearly written in my face.

Maybe the reason he brought me to a hotel was because he wanted to just hookup and not the renovation excuse he gave last night. I dragged the bedsheet up my chest as I tried to drag myself to the bathroom to go have a bath and run away from this mess but I settled back down when the door of the hotel room opened and Sam appeared in the doorway carrying a tray of pancakes, fruit, coffee and a hibiscus flower carefully fixed behind his ear. He was shirtless, wearing only white sweatpants that hung low on his hips, exposing his defined waist line. “Morning, beautiful,” he said as he took the flower and put it behind my own ear.”I assumed you might be hungry after last night so I had the hotel