Insatiable: Moon Tide Book 6 by Rice Rachel E

Author:Rice, Rachel E.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy paranormal romance fiction contemporary, Paranormal romance fiction, Werewolves
Publisher: Rachel E. Rice
Published: 2016-05-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Arriving at the exclusive Millennium Hotel in San Francisco, he sat outside and looked up into the sky. It was the first time he had seen a skyscraper. It extended up into the fog ridden sky with its chrome and glass façade on the building.

The Blackstone Group owned this magnificent structure. He checked his watch and it was nine am the next morning. He rode all night through fog across the Bay Bridge into San Francisco. Wilder had given him the name of the hotel. It seems his father had dealings with the owners when he thought about running for state senator, but Adrienne had the final word and Wilder’s plans were put aside until later.

Wilder said he could take up residence in one of the hotel’s suites until he found a place.

He stopped and handed his motorcycle to an excited attendant. “Take care of it.”

“Your name, sir.” And he wrote Hunter Samsa down and handed Hunter a ticket.

“How long are you staying, sir?”

“I don’t know. Maybe a week or two.” It would take that long to find a place he felt comfortable in, however, he needed to be in San Francisco to get the feel of the place. Maybe walk around the city and talk to the locals.

“Do you need help with your bags?” the eager young man said, forgetting that he didn’t see anything but the hundred dollar tip Hunter had given him. Hunter could afford the tip.

He could afford whatever he wanted. Devin at first had invested the pack’s money wisely, and made a lot of money for his father and uncles as well as for him. He did do something right. He wasn’t a complete fuck up. But after Devin became in charge of the estate, and he started drinking, something went wrong.

Devin’s vice was that he liked money and women too much.

After staring at the attendant when he hopped on his motorcycle to park it, Hunter stepped through the open doors greeted by two men standing in impressive uniforms with gold braids on jackets wearing cream colored suits.

They held the doors wide with equally wide smiles. No doubt they were smiling because another rich man had dared to enter the Millennium where suites go for five thousand a night. Hunter glanced around the lobby. Men in expensive black and dark blue suits were milling around reading the Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, and the San Francisco Chronical. Some were sitting and discussing before he walked in. They turned to look at Hunter holding a helmet in his hand wearing a pair of leather jeans and biker boots and then resumed what they were doing.

If he was there they thought he was just another young eccentric billionaire. The hotel catered to men with money. It was why his father had suggested he stay there. He could meet men who would be able to help him get started in San Francisco.

“I have a reservation under Hunter Samsa.”

“Everything is taken care of. If you will excuse me, I will check to see if your room is ready.

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