My Hot Step Brother Wants Me
Tatiana
I could already tell just by standing outside the hotel that this retreat would be freaking amazing.
First off, it wasn’t just some hotel like Coach had said when she informed us about the trip. It was a fucking masterpiece. The building was massive if I counted correctly, more than a hundred and twenty floors. As soon as we stepped off the bus, bellboys lined up, ready to grab our luggage and take it to our rooms.
Then we walked into the lobby, and my jaw dropped. If I thought the exterior was impressive, the lobby was on another level. Grand chandeliers glowed over polished marble floors, glass elevators slid up and down in one corner, and a sleek escalator occupied the other.