Chapter 198: Luxurious room.
Third person POV
Harper was taken by surprise by Lee Hua’s presence, and hesitated, clutching the towel tighter against her chest, her fingers fumbling as if the fabric might slip away at any second.
After a long pause, she finally extended her free hand, her grip weak and unsure.
"Nice to meet you... I’m Harper," she murmured.
Harper saw as the strange woman walked away, then she saw as Liam received a call and desperately began to move from one place to another.
He searched for his clothes, but soon noticed they were not in that room, as this was not his. In the end, he only put on his old clothes and used Alice’s deodorant. The smell was not bad, so it should be good enough.
Then the man focused his attention on Harper. He stepped closer and said:
"Sorry, I’ll need to go," he explained about how Vanessa had called him. "She explained that it will take a very long time for the room to be cleaned, so you can move to another room."
Hearing about that and looking at the room full with sex fluids, Harper blushed profusely. She wanted to hide somewhere; it was all too embarrassing.
"It’s room 716 that is available," Liam explained, "The door opens with a password. And she said the pass word is either 7161 or 7169. But after you get in you can change so you don’t need to worry with the pass word being so obvious."
"Hum... ok," Harper nodded.
"Well, if you have any problem, you can call me or go to my room," he said, throwing the received key of his room to the girl."
"Thank you," Harper answered with an enchanting smile. "We will be fine, I know you need to go, so don’t worry."
"Ok, just one more thing, there’s also a massage place nearby," he gave her the card Lee Hua had given him. "If you show this card they will let you jump the queue"
Before she could say anything, Liam approached and gave her a peck on her lips, saying he really needed to go. He also wanted to say goodbye to Alice, but she was still in the bathroom and he couldn’t be too late.
Harper took a deep breath, every muscle in her body aching, yet a satisfied smile curved her lips. Last night had been great, worth the soreness that lingered now.
With a soft groan, she pushed herself up and began moving, slow at first, careful with the dull heaviness in her limbs.
She slipped into a loose cotton blouse and a pair of soft pants, the kind of clothes that let her body breathe, wrapping her in comfort after such an exhausting night.
Once dressed, she glanced around the room. As they would change rooms she began her few belongings, folding each piece neatly and setting them into the suitcase.
She had just got into the cruise, so it was easy to tidy up everything.
Not long after she finished it, the bathroom door clicked open, and Alice emerged, leaning heavily against the frame.
A large, fluffy white towel was wrapped around her and she moved with the careful, gingerly steps of someone who was deeply and pleasantly sore.
"Hey," Harper said, her voice soft with empathy. "How are you holding up?"
Alice offered a weak, lopsided smile. "I feel like I’ve been run over by a very attractive and huge steamroller." She winced as she took another step.
"He had to go. Vanessa called him," Harper explained, walking over to offer her shoulder for support. She blushed again, the memory of the room’s state rushing back. "And, um, we have to move rooms. This one is... out of commission."
Alice followed Harper’s slightly mortified gaze around the disheveled suite, taking in the full evidence of their night. A slow, deep blush crept up her own neck. "Oh. Oh, my. Yeah, I can see that." She let out a shaky laugh. "I’m too tired to even be properly embarrassed."
"He said a new room is ready for us," Harper said, "We can also go take a massage, but I think we should move rooms first."
The journey was a slow, shuffling procession. Arm in arm, they supported each other, two beautiful wrecks navigating the plush, silent hallway.
Harper’s own muscles protested with every step, a delicious ache that mirrored Alice’s. They moved like two survivors, a silent, understanding passing between them.
Finally, they reached 716. Harper input the code – 7169 – and the lock disengaged with a soft, satisfying click.
The door swung open to reveal a suite that made their previous room look modest. A vast, floor-to-ceiling window offered a breathtaking panoramic view of the city skyline, its lights twinkling like scattered diamonds.
The living area was a symphony of plush velvet couches and polished dark wood, with a sprawling king-size bed dominating the bedroom, draped in silk sheets. A massive marble bathroom with a sunken tub and a rainfall shower completed the luxurious space.
"Wow," Alice breathed, her weariness momentarily forgotten in awe. "Isn’t this way better than our room? Are you sure this is the right place?"
"Well, Liam said it was this, and the password worked."
The most immediate attraction was the king-sized bed, a mountain of pillows and pristine white linens, looking impossibly soft and inviting.
With a shared, wordless goal, they half-walked, half-stumbled toward it. Harper tossed everything she’d brought onto the luxurious carpet.
They didn’t bother with the covers, collapsing onto the cool, smooth sheets with identical sighs of profound relief.
The mattress seemed to embrace them, cushioning their sore bodies. Alice turned her head on the pillow to face Harper, her eyes already fluttering closed.
"I really need to sleep a little bit longer," she said with a soft gasp, her pussy still throbbed with memories of last night.
"Okay, but I think it would be great for us to go get a massage," Harper suggested. "Let’s get one hour of sleep first, what do you think?"
"Sounds good," Alice replied before quickly dozing off on the luxurious bed.
Harper stood up and locked the door. It took her a few tries, but she eventually figured out how to change the password.
Then she sent a quick message to her beloved:
[If you need us for anything, we’re already in room 716. I think we’ll sleep here for an hour.]
[I set the password to 8669.]
She set the alarm and went to sleep.