Single's Inferno Paradise Hotel Novels & Stories

Mia looked at the door. The knock came again. “Room service. Breakfast for three.” Alex sat up fast. “We did not order anything,” he whispered. Sarah rubbed her eyes and pulled the sheet higher over her naked body. Mia felt sticky between her legs and on her stomach. Dried cum and sweat covered her skin. She grabbed her dress from the floor and held it against her chest. Alex stood up and pulled on his trousers. He opened the door a few centimeters. A hotel worker stood outside with a cart. “Good morning. Special breakfast ordered by a guest for this room. Coffee, eggs and fruit.”

Let my father-in-law claim me in ways his son never could. I wanted more. So much more. This wasn't just sex anymore. Richard owns me now, in body and soul, and even with David home, I know I'll sneak out tonight like the desperate, addicted whore I've become. And God help me... I can't stop.

His rough hand wrapped around at the back of my neck as our heated body tangled together. I can't get enough of it. The feeling of free-falling and the adrenaline coursing through my veins as he let me ride my arousal, my inhibitions flying in the air. “Who are you?” I asked, panting after I came down from the high we shared. “I am Brakstone City.” •••

And then he glanced at his surroundings. Right now they were present in a fancy hotel of the city. It was always the favorite spot of luxurious people like them. "If not friends but we were crime partners. And you can't deny this fact." Placing her elbows on the table she winked at him. On her saying, this time Aazal didn't stop smiling at her. "Now that's right, partner." Now she sat leaning back on the chair and signaled the waiter to come near her. "So tell me how's life going on of our Sanam Aazal in these past five years, what are her conditions?"

He looked up, "Entering without permission? I want to be alone, Marie." She ignored his statement and stepped forward, "Why are you doing this to yourself, Gabriel? Everyone is downstairs helping out, everyone is happy but you choose to stay up here and drink?" "I lost my happiness many years ago." he replied calmly, "It is impossible for me to get it back." "No," she pursed her lips, "You had all the happiness any man would ever want but you substituted it for a one-night stand!" He turned to her just then and smirked, "You think I was happy being with you?"

And it barked a reply. As soon as she straightened from her squatting position, the lights came on and she noticed the message written in bold fonts on a cardboard glued to the door: Open the door and take your ride to Forever. Doris smiled when she yanked the door open and found Max standing in front of her in a cute little suit and right behind him was his miniature Ferrari adorned in pretty sparkling lights. "Good evening, Ma'am," he said in a bow. "I'm your assigned chauffeur to give you a ride to your forever. Are you ready, Ma'am?"

Instead, my hands gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, as if the weight of him was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that had spun out of control. His fingers dug into my waist, possessive, as if he could hold onto me and keep the chaos outside at bay. I couldn’t deny the heat between us. It was suffocating, consuming. His lips found mine again, and the kiss turned desperate, like we were both aware of the ticking clock, of how fragile this moment was. Outside, the city was burning, the threat of another attack looming, but here, in this room, all I could feel was him. “You drive me insane,” I whispered, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed my legs apart, his body ho

POV: Cormac Brennan Location: The Inferno (Underground Casino), Shoreditch Time: Four Weeks After Father's Death The Inferno is three levels below a Shoreditch nightclub. Humans dance upstairs, oblivious to what's beneath their feet. The Veil keeps them ignorant. Keeps them safe from knowing what shares their city. I descend through a service entrance, past security that recognizes supernatural when they see it. Down concrete stairs that smell like old blood and older money. The casino opens up on the third sublevel. Massive space, magically expanded beyond physical dimensions. Roulette tables, card games, dice. Everything glittering with dragon gold and vampire glamour.

He left ! ********** At night . He was drunk intoxicatingly. They came to this club Paradiso ​With his investors . His mind clouded as he glance at the dancer performing pole dancing . She sensually moved her half naked body around the pool receiving all the cheering and howling from hungry man . She was best at what she was doing . His mind flooded with reminiscent of the gorgeous sceneries he saw at the morning . His lips dry and cold . He needed her . The girl performing the pole dance placed a sweet smile on her face . He blinked his eyes as he started imagining her as his little bird . Her smile , her hairs , her body he wanted everything . The foreigner show her half naked breast

The hotel bar was called Inferno, which felt appropriate for a woman about to make the worst decision of her life. Red light paid with music was that pulsing electronic shit that rich people pretended to enjoy, loud enough to drown out your own thoughts. I was grateful for that. The smell of perfume and testosterone made my stomach turn, but I kept walking because turning around now would mean going back to that hotel room alone, and alone meant thinking about tomorrow, and thinking about tomorrow meant… I saw him.