St Michael's Grand Hotel was the only seven-star hotel in the whole of City S. Located in the city center, the hotel had dominion over other surrounding buildings.The citizens in this area were either rich or of noble blood, with expenses reaching up to million dollars daily. Hence, it received many visits from royal families, celebrities, and tycoons.
In a luxurious VIP room, a couple, Shannon Zac and Pearl Lane, strongly persuaded their daughter Wendy Zac to have a toast with their client, Director Titus as he had repeatedly hinted to the couple that he desired Wendy's companion for a night with him. Only then would he further discuss on their business cooperation.
In their thoughts, it was no big deal for them to sacrifice their daughter to gain the deal, which was a large amount of revenue up to nine digits! Business was currently difficult due to undesirable economic conditions.
"Just a glass, that will do Wendy, your sister had had many glasses already." Pearl chided.
Pearl handed the glass to Wendy's lips, and told her in a low voice "I shall die in front of you if we get this business! Do you have any idea how much it cost per night for us to stay in this VIP Room? The figure will give you a shock!"
Constantly coerced by her mother, Wendy sighed lightly, frowned, and she finally gave a toast. Immediately, her face blushed and she felt intense heat in her body, and she was dizzy. After a while, Wendy felt even more unwell and giddy.
When Pearl Lane saw everything that happened, she patted Director Titus and told him "You can continue with your drink first, Director Titus, we can sober her up later, she is already in her twenties and still being so childish!"
"Ah, our Director Lane knows her way in handling these situations..." Director Titus praised Pearl Lane, as he raised his wine glass and drank happily.
After Pearl finished speaking, she helped Wendy out of the room.
It was late in the night.
A Black Rolls-Royce worth nearly 1.6 billion dollars, stopped abruptly at the entrance of St Michael's Grand Hotel. It was an unparalleled, domineering beast to behold!
Immediately, the supervisor of the hotel's service team rushed towards the side door of the Black Rolls-Royce.
"Welcome, Mr. Shayne"
Benjamin Shayne stepped out from the car with his long, strong legs and stood up gracefully. His tall and straight figure instantly shrouded the supervisor in a shadow.
The man was more than six feet tall, and he was dressed perfectly in a dark tailor made windbreaker. His appearance was particularly dashing, with his handsome, yet delicate features and slick hairstyle.
With such attractive appearance it was almost impossible to find a tiny flaw even through a microscope.
His temperament was extremely outstanding, he had an aura of elegance that surpassed everyone else. Indeed, his whole figure was like a member of nobility filled with an indifferent sense of royalty.
"Mr. Shayne, your room is VIP Room 909, and here is the access card." The supervisor passed it to him, while giving a deep bow.
After he received the access card, Benjamin Shayne passed his car keys to the supervisor swiftly. With heavy footsteps, he walked passed the lobby and came to the lift that was reserved for VIP guests. It would reach the top floor where the VIP Room was.
He swiped the card and entered the room, then removing his windbreaker and tie. He switched on the television and put on the news channel, watching it for several minutes.
After a while, he felt that the news were meaningless to him. He then went into the luxurious hotel bathroom to use the majestic automated shower.
Raising his head, warm water sprinkled out of the shower head, flowing across his face.
The water washed across his angular cheeks, flowed across his broad chest and gathered at his abdomen. The clear muscles were outlined with infinite sexiness.
After the shower, he decided to relax for a while.
He wrapped himself in a towel, using a smaller one for his hair.
Then he walked into the bedroom and poured a glass of red wine from the bar. He swirled it skilfully, and raised the cup to his lips. The scarlet and mellow wine slowly flowed through his throat, and his Adam's apple bobbed seductively.
"Uhh... Uhh..."
Suddenly, there came a soft, long and ecstasising voice.
What was going on?
Benjamin Shayne's gaze became cold, and his pupils contracted. The woman's voice came from the white luxury bed. The blanket was slightly raised - there was someone inside it!
