Second Story 소설 & 이야기

The wife made me hurry to the stairs. “His room is on the second floor, third door on the right.” The husband added as I ascended towards the stairs and into the second floor. With each step, the steps creaked a little--- signs that the building has been getting old. Once I landed at the top of the second floor, I observed the other doors and the whole floor itself. The second floor was something like a quiet space, devoid of the home- ish decorations that can be seen in the first floor and that sounds are not present. Unlike the lively first floor where some people are either eating or talking amongst each other, the second floor was tranquil and quiet, providing a way for the clients to ha

We are mates, love each other and then have to live together as a married couple should. I walk out of my office and sniff the air. And yes, I can catch her scent, she's on the second floor by the pool. Instead of taking the elevator, I run up the stairs. I can now really use this extra exercise to de-stress. When I reach the second floor, I walk straight to the bar ignoring her completely. I pour myself a double whiskey and sit lazily on one of the stools. There is a TV on the wall, I seize the remote and turn it on.

At this point, no one would want to stay on the second floor any longer! However, it was too late…

The multiple bars, tables, couch groupings, and stages were empty except for workers cleaning, or stocking liquor. I looked up. The ceiling over the main portion of the building went up three stories with catwalks and large spotlights in the rafters. There was a sweeping staircase that led to the second floor. While I’d never visited a club like this before, I’d seen enough movies to guess that the windows that looked down from the third floor were probably Dario’s office. “The elevators are over here,” Armando said. “May we walk up to the second floor?” He shrugged and led me up the stairs.

Steve glanced at the clock on his wrist, and that’s when he widened his eyes and quickened his pace to the stairs and looking for the master bedroom, which was on the second floor. “Ah I’m almost late. I can’t keep Anne waiting too long, otherwise I’ll lose my golden opportunity. This villa is really nice and luxurious, even though I just saw the living room, and I have to make this building mine,” Steve thought as he climbed the stairs to the second floor. The young man looked at the slightly open door and peeked at it.

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"This way, up the stairs" he motioned for me to walk first with Leo chivalry was very much alive "I don't know which door it is" I chewed on my bottom lip as we climbed the large set of stairs to the second floor of the penthouse "The double doors" There was no set of double doors up here, well not that I could remember anyways there were just normal doors none of them stood out to me to make me think much more about what was behind any of them, just normal spare rooms or offices. I didn't know if I wanted to admit that to Leo or not like he might get the wrong impression about my relationship with him even though I was married to Dorian, Leo couldn't possibly know every single thing Connor

“I’m afraid you’ll need to get anoth-“ “Just tell me where he is,” Tristan interrupted. “This is important.” “Second floor, first door, but I’m telling you, he won’t entertain you anymore,” the woman shook his head as she went back to her writing. Tristan never wasted any second. He went straight to the stairs and climbed towards the second story. Surprisingly, there were more people found there compared to the ground floor. The place had lesser bookshelves with more tables and couches. It could be seen as a reading area since many young people were there, reading books.

She was able to navigate the third floor just fine and reached the staircase that would lead to the second floor of the theatre building. By the second floor, there were some people walking around. A few of them--- that she was able to count them in one hand alone. ‘One, two, three, four, five. Five people in the entirety of the second floor.’ She thought to herself as she thought of a way to navigate the place without anyone seeing her and raising their suspicion of her. Before she could move, Albert spoke again in their wireless earphones. He said, “Hey, Hestia, you might want to know this.” After that, Hestia fished her phone out of her pocket and saw what Albert was talking about. It wa

Larry sat on Dayanara's bed, feeling a little cozy. "What is it?" Dayanara sat down against him and tilted her head to look at Larry with a charming look. "What's the second floor inside the store for?" Larry still had the second floor on his mind. When he came in just now, the rope, on the entrance of the second floor, had been replaced with chains. No one could get in without opening the chains, and the second floor, which originally seemed somewhat mysterious, was now more intriguing. "That, ah? I do not know. We are not allowed to go up. Except for the boss and the boss's wife, no one dares to go up."