Under The Sky In Room 553 소설 & 이야기

I flashed a small smile, staring at her blue eyes. -I'm loving it! -I'm glad to know, Lauren. I rested my hand on her waist, leading her into the hotel. After a long talk with Vero, she gave me two entries for Sky Room, she said she had won it from one of the women she met a few days ago. I wasn't very interested in hearing the story, I was more interested in getting the free pass to the bar. Sky Room was one of New York's best bars, an attractive spot for many people of high purchasing power. I figured that it would be a good first impression to take the blonde to a place as pleasant as that one.

' She smirked. We walked into the building, pulling our luggage with us and soon made the way to the closest elevator after dealing with the necessary formalities at the front desk. Soon, we stepped in the elevator and let it take us to the 15th floor where our room's located. Sky kept grinning from ear to ear after seeing some goodlooking fellas at the reception. I can already predict her next action. You should know she's one crazy girl...

"Whatever happens in that room, don't let your guard down, you hear me, Dane?" I nodded. "I hear you." When the elevator dinged at the fifth floor, the doors opened to a quieter, more shadowed hallway. Plush carpet muted our footsteps as we walked toward Room 59, the last door on the right. The number was engraved in gold on a sleek black plaque. I paused in front of it, my head hovering over the handle. Behind this door could be death, truth, or another betrayal.

I agree, allowing Sky to lead us towards what ever destination he has in mind. "Fair enough. Anyways, we are here.” He smirks, stopping before a plan looking door at the end of the third hallway we turned down. Confused, I turn to look at him and wonder if he is trying to prank me. "This looks like a storage room." I state in a monotone voice, leaning against the opposite wall. If he expects me to open an unknown door, he is sourly mistaken. To my surprise, Sky lets out a deep laugh, shaking his head at me before he reaches for the handle and pushes the door open. There is nothing black darkness and this piques my interest. What sort of room is left pitch black?

This looked just like the hallway on the first floor as we began walking further away from the elevator when he finally stopped in front of a door that had the number 502. “This is your room for the next three months, Miss. Abel,” he said as he scanned the key on the door handle instead of inserting it into a keyhole, and the door quickly opened as I walked inside. The room was bigger than the one I had back in Luis’s house. There was a queen-sized bed in the center, a wardrobe, and an attached bathroom. And directly next to the bed, there was this huge Baywatch window that was overlooking the forest and mountains outside. “Did Alpha Sanders tell you anything about me?” I asked Gamma Benjami

With a loud bang, my thoughts snapped back to the present. I looked around. This was the dorm room from my very first day of university. The source of the noise was the bed beside mine—Lucy Windham. She had flung her pillow straight down. It smashed into my thermos. There was water inside; the inner liner shattered on impact. Hot water spilled across the floor, and steam curled upward.

Chapter 181 Aiden I stood in the middle of the small dorm room. The thin sheet was still wrapped around my body. My hands held the black leather blindfold and the two brass keys. Chris stood a few steps away from me. His eyes were red from crying. His knuckles were raw and red. Blood still showed on the skin. Up on the top bunk Jovian slept deep. His breathing was heavy and slow. He did not move. The room was quiet except for that sound.

Kaitlyn rushed through the open doorway and wildly gazed around the room until her eyes finally landed on Randy. There was the billow of a blinding white curtain, the creak of the floors. Thumping, moans. Every fiber of muscle in Kaitlyn's body went limp at the sight that taunted her vision. Was this…real? Randy was underneath a soft white blanket, but he was very much alive and not in any danger. Kaitlyn could see the muscles in his back rippling as the white, furry, blanket dropped from his shoulders and slid to his waist. Sweat was dribbling past his brow as his naked form slammed atop the blonde woman she'd seen outside the shop.

“After ten minutes, come back here. You’ll play a quick game to determine who gets which room. So choose wisely… and maybe a little strategically.” Kim’s eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. “Room tour and then a game? This show is evil. I love it.” Night stood up without a word, already making his way toward the stairs. Aron turned to Sky with a grin. “Let’s go, roomie. Time to scope out our future palace.” Sky nodded, a little dazed. “Yeah. Just... not the one with one bed, please.” Together with the other pairs—Sam and Night, Kim and Ten—they climbed the stairs to the second floor of the villa.

As the image wavered back to the kitchen, they witnessed Victor forcefully leading Sky out, pushing the knife against her belly when she attempted to resist. Zion couldn't see Sky as they were descending into the basement to safely extract John and Anthony. Zion attempted to link with Sky, but she had activated her block, which frustrated him. As he began to ascend the steps, Marco received a message from Jessica informing him that Sky had been taken upstairs to one of the bedrooms. Jessica was waiting for Lana to indicate which bedroom, but the absence of an image left them bewildered.