En cours de chargement...
I remember the first top floor suite I ever saw. It was a penthouse room in the Joule Hotel in Dallas. It was my honeymoon. Percy met a rancher and his wife in the bar who invited us up for a drink to celebrate our new marriage. The couple was staying in the penthouse. I remember my mouth dropping as I walked in the door. Plate glass window overlooking the city, telescope, a jacuzzi, and fully stocked bar.
My heart was full of stars. Percy motioned around the room, "Someday, baby, we will stay in rooms like this all the time."Of course, later that night when the couple suggested we have an unforgettable honeymoon by spending it in bed with them, and Percy agreed, I stormed out of that room. Little did I know the backdrop for our divorce was being laid over the Dallas skyline that night. Still, I always imagined being in a luxury suite like that again sometime and now I am.
But, just like the first time, I can't wait to get out of this room. WARNING: This is a dominant billionaire romance short story which contains some very steamy love scenes. It is only appropriate for mature readers age 18+.