CHAPTER 91

OPHELIA'S POV

"Okay, so I will find a vacant space to park this car. By that time, go inside the hotel and find that hottie. Remember, not to do anything stupid, okay?"

I nodded and got out of the car. The hotel looked exactly like how it did when we visited it a few years ago. The exterior was lavish, resembling a castle. I walked inside as the fresh scent of lavenders filled my nostrils. 

The floor was tiled in fine marble, which made every step echo. A chandelier made rainbow colors dance across the luxurious lobby. Embroidered silk sofas surrounded a large, flat-screen television. The twin doors that led into the lobby were a pristine white with golden handles. The desk was made of amber-colored wood and a green granite top. Exquisite paintings hung from the rich, red walls. Even the door hinges were engraved with swirls and elegant designs. The domed ceiling rose at least 100 feet high.