Emily
My heart pounded as Mr. Bronn Martin and I stood in the elevator. His fingers had been tracing patterns on my waist for a while, their touch warm and burning against my exposed skin.
I remembered his whispers in my ear, “Would you like to join me in my room?”
I nodded, meeting his gaze and bringing us to the elevator. Robert accompanied us, calmly carrying his boss's things.
When the suite door opened, I was greeted by a beautiful unit. It featured a spacious living area, a kitchen, several rooms, and an outdoor pool surrounded by lush Bermuda grass. I walked to the glass wall, taking in the breathtaking view of the city below. It was hard to believe such a place existed inside a hotel.
As I feasted my eyes on the glittering lights outside, I suddenly felt hands squeezing my w
