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he replied while wrapping his arms around me. I understood what he means. "Come let me show you something " he said while dragging me upstairs. He took a key from his pocket and opened the door of the room. I walked inside the room and gasped. It is such a beautiful room It's our babies room. There are two beautiful crib one is light blue which is of Aarav and other one is pink which is of Kiara. The room is filled with lots of toys and there is also a small sitting place.

I then took a step forward, with him close behind. We came to a halt in the second-to-last room of the dimly lit passage, and I opened it with the card key Scarlet had given me. The room was medium-sized, with a queen-size bed in the center and a nightstand beside the bed that held a table lamp. The walls were beige, and the curtains were all pearl white.

"Next up is Daniel and his group." Miss Close announced. Everyone had to do a presentation on Cold War. Unlike Daniel, Jenna worked independently even though she was supposed to be in his group but later she found out that working independently gave more marks. She idiotically left them last minute and rushed all the work for her presentation. She felt so dumb for not choosing to be in a group after seeing that everyone was in a group, except for her.

Alexandria POV Loud pants of moans filled the bright lit up spacious room painted with gray color, while a large portrait of an unknown naked man hangs on the left side of the room. I love seeing the sheer pleasure on the faces of any guy I am fucking in my room, hence, my room is always lit up during sex.

Our? Another girl walked from the other side of the room, that's when I realised that there were indeed four beds in this room. There's a thin wall which divides the room in two, half way, giving both people at each half of the room space and privacy but also allowing us to communicate without having to push a door to give us access in our room. Two tables and chairs rested on each sides of the wall. I can tell the desks at the other side are for the roomies on the other side but the desks leaning on my side of the wall are for me and I'm guessing the other is for her, Jasmine.

As we walked, I found myself torn between my desire for connection and my need for self-protection. She took me to a room, and I was struck by its beautiful decorations. The furniture was elegant, and the colors were soothing, creating a sense of calm and serenity. But what caught my attention was the layout of the room - there were two beds, side by side, making it clear that this was a shared space, like a dormitory. I felt a slight jolt of surprise, wondering who my roommate would be and what our living arrangements would be like. Sarah seemed to sense my curiosity, and she smiled softly. "This will be your room," she said, "you'll be sharing it with one of the other maids." I nodded, tak

"We have only one room left, and it's the last one." We turned to see the woman tossing chips into her mouth, her attention now focused on the conversation she was having with a lady and a man. I glanced at Lorenzo, but he averted his eyes. "Let's go," I said softly, my voice cutting through the silence between us. He nodded, quietly, his lips thinned. We reached Room 17, and I inserted the key, feeling the cold metal against my fingers. The door creaked open, revealing a simple, sparsely furnished space with a single bed pushed against the wall.

I sat still, afraid to move, afraid to break the fragile peace that had settled between us. Outside, the sun climbed higher, melting the frost off the rooftops. The air inside my room felt warmer, softer. Maybe tomorrow we’d have to face reality again. But right now, for this small, fragile moment, it was enough. Taylor wasn’t okay. But he wasn’t alone. And neither was I.

kind of shape. “The middle part is detached from the frame of the U, that’s the wing your mother is in. If you take a left turn, you’ll see room 021, it’s the second room from that end. Siena’s in there.” God, she was confusing. This was such a bad idea. The hallway was mostly quiet, and there was no staff in sight. They were all at their stations. I made my way to the corner leading to entrance of her room. I suddenly developed cold feet, but I wasn’t about to announce it over the phone.

He led her not toward their wing of the house, but into a locked room she had never been inside: his private study. The air in the study smelled of cedar and something faintly metallic, as if the room itself had absorbed years of late-night battles. Maps, ledgers, and framed photographs lined the walls, but the desk at the center was bare save for a single crystal tumbler and an unopened folder. Gabriel closed the door behind them with a deliberate click. “This room is secure,” he said, moving to the desk. “No one comes in without me. You’re safe here.” Lucy hovered near the door, hugging her arms tighter. “Safe? When someone just broke onto your grounds and stood there, watching us like we