Slate Bleu Reservations Novels & Stories

I bet he was teasing me. "Since when did your name become Blaze!" I said and Blaze cleared his throat and said "This hotel is ours and it's one of biggest in this country. We have so many others in different countries. But I'll biggest is in California- Los Angeles and the other in NYC" we were all silent till we arrived in the restaurant. No wander then, people were looking at us like that.

The smell of vanilla mixed with the faint saltiness of the nearby ocean filled the air, almost clouding her senses. The sounds of people's giggles, laughter, and the clicking of the glasses resonated from the bar through the lobby. Avery made her way towards the front desk. She was welcomed by a young petite lady dressed in a white shirt and fitted black skirt. Her smile was welcoming, even though it seemed like a well practised gesture. "Welcome to Blue Wave Santorini Resort," she said brightly. "Reservation name?" "Avery Cole," She responded,handing her ID. The lady nodded and typed quickly, her nails clicking against the keyboard before looking up, a smile evident on her face.

I'll take my PA too. - I will, sir. It was part of her job—not having hours to get home and attend all kinds of meetings. Without giving the matter much thought, she walked into the CEO's office and briefed him. He grimaced when he knew he had to take her but didn't comment. He handed her a card, which he took from his card folder, and told her to book a table at the Italian restaurant. Saphira had heard of the “Stivale”. In addition to having the comical name “Boot,” it was one of the most expensive restaurants in the Big Apple, and reservations were made three months in advance. Getting a table for four the next day wasn't going to be easy.

Killian's POV I waited by the stairs as Brielle was almost finished getting ready. I was planning on taking her to a restaurant named Midnight Lotus. Sure an appetizer costs around $200 and a reservation itself is $300 but I couldn't think of a better place to take her. Also I own the establishment so we'll be at an advantage with reservation schedules and meal preps. Looking down to my phone I sighed as Calvin sent me a message.

I glanced outside at the milky clouds and waited for the reply, “We aren’t allowed to disclose the information of our…” “I know that. All I want to know is in which kind of a room did they reserve? If you can’t help, I’ll have to run it over with the manager, and remind him it was Blade Inc. that built Holiday Inn Express, from the scratch!” I added up in a cold tone and there was a bit of rustling in the back before the receptionist cleared his throat, “They booked a penthouse!” See? You gotta pull some emergency trump cards at times! He informed causing a huge smile to stretch on my lips. Wasn’t this just perfect?

Her mind went blank. “I… I d-didn’t… I didn’t know…” she stuttered, cheeks warming in embarrassment. “I’m sorry, ma’am,” the staff replied, still polite and professional. “We only accept dine-in customers with a reservation. If you don’t have one, you may schedule now. However, I should inform you that our reservations this month are fully booked. The earliest available date is next month.” Alia blinked, stunned. Next month? “Okay… I understand,” she murmured.

Simone said. “Sureee,” Brittany condescendingly smirked. “Well, have a reservation at Bistro Léon. So we'll have to take our leave now okay, baby?” Chelsea said. “Sure. Y'all should have a great time,” Simone said. And when the three walked out the door Simone rolled her eyes to the ceiling. Those losers. “We have a reservation at Bistro Léon,” Simone mimicked. “And how is that any of my business?” “Were those girls friends of yours?” she asked, her tone carefully neutral.

I walked towards the counter, to which Mari is. “Good day, sir! This is Maesea Hearts, and regarding your reservation, how many people would you be inviting?” I greeted as I was getting the notepad and a pen ready. “Hey, uhm, at most 10 people will be there, by around 7 pm,” the client, Mr Clint Sevani said. “For a formal company meeting, it is? Your reservation is fixed sir. I will be escorting you myself when you arrive,” I confirmed as I was writing up the notes.

Ada insisted Cainan treated her with care at the date and Lisa referred to Jasmin as lucky. The drive to The Blue Restaurant & Grill took thirty minutes, and they arrived at seven p.m. With the atmosphere and cosy environment, Jasmin couldn’t help shivering on the inside as Cainan led her through the restaurant first floor and up to the rooftop where he had made reservations. The rooftop stayed protected by a glass see-through wall which enabled those up to see the beautiful city light at night and the Christmas light decorations glowing and blinking at different corners and trees in the environment. It was the perfect setting for a date with an enchanting view, and Jasmin's smile got wider

“I heard that everyone has to make reservations for the Golden Sands Hotel a day before without exception. “You sure planned for everything just to have the meal with me, huh? “I’m so grateful! “I’ll definitely show up. “You should order some food first. “I like pickled fish and beef brisket. I’ll be there in exactly after half an hour…” On the other side of the phone, Blaine’s face darkened while sitting inside the room before he smiled faintly. “As expected of Sir York. I can’t hide anything from you at all. “I’ll order the food first, then. “Hopefully, you’ll be happy with the dishes soon.” “I think I’d be happier if I just left you there though.” Blaine froze with a horrible look before