Trapped In Temptation Box Set (BBW Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Flynn Mac

Author:Flynn, Mac
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mac Flynn
Published: 2016-01-21T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 2

Twenty minutes later I limped through the twirling doors and into the lobby of the grand Asta Hotel. The establishment was decadent. There were columns on either side of the carpeted marble floor, and the desk that the carpet led to was of the finest ancient oak. Horse-hair chairs sat in front of the columns, and beyond the columns were small sitting areas. The clientele wore new suits, new dresses, and new faces. Plastic surgery was an expense even the grand hotel couldn't beat.

The lobby was more crowded and noisy than I expected. There were large groups of middle-aged men situated around the lobby, and many of them wore cheap name tags. The names were unreadable, and what they talked about was nearly unintelligible.

"The endoscopy found not one, but two lesions along the gastrointestinal tract," one of the men in a group explained to his attentive audience.

"What did you do?" one of them asked.

He smiled and puffed up. "I performed surgery right then and there to repair the damage and what did I find? A nut, of all things! It was stuck on the wall of the colon! That was the problem all along, and not a tumor!"

The men gasped and some clapped. The storyteller bowed his head while his audience shook his hand.

I walked the long mile down the red carpet to the long, wide front desk. Behind the desk were mailboxes for their more permanent residences. A young man in a suit emblazoned with the letters AH manned the front desk, but before him, like a dark shadow, was the manager, or at least that's what his gold name tag told me. There was a computer screen and keyboard just to the right of the junior employee.

"Good evening. How can I help you?" the young man asked me.

I wheeled my luggage beside me and took out my internet receipt from my employer. "I have a reservation under the name of Beatrix Hale for National Travels," I explained as I handed over the paper.

The young man looked over the contents and typed my confirmation number into the computer. He read the screen and frowned. "Um, one moment, Miss Hale. I need to ask my supervisor a question." He turned to the manager. "Mr. Roman, there seems to be a problem with a reservation."

Mr. Roman, a tall, thin scarecrow of a man, raised a patrician eyebrow and walked over to his underling. He spoke in a high, nasally voice. "We don't have problems, Mr. Skit, we have solutions that have questions."

"I have the question here, sir," Skit replied as he pointed at the screen.

Roman leaned towards the screen and frowned. His eyes flicked to me. "Did you make this reservation yourself, Miss Hale?"

My heart skipped a beat as I shook my head. "No, the travel agency for my employer did. Why? What's the-um, question?"

"You've arrived during an annual physicians convention held here every year, and all the rooms are booked," Roman explained.

I frowned and pointed at my receipt. "But that says I have a room, and this trip was booked months ago.

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