The Five Star Fiasco [Completed]

The moon hung low over the Jeju coastline, casting a silver glow over the silent hallways of The Crescent Moon.

In the staff locker room, Felix sat quietly. He had met hundreds of VIPs, but none had left a chill-and a spark-quite like Mr. Hwang Hyunjin.

Felix didn't care if the man was a picky influencer or a secret inspector; he just knew that for the first time, he wanted to stay in a guest's room long after the tea was served, just to see if he could make those icy eyes melt again.

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Upstairs, the "Visual Reaper" sat on the edge of his perfectly made bed, the white silk gloves discarded on the floor.

He came to judge a hotel, but he was starting to realize that no amount of stars could quantify the way his heart raced when the "Service Lead" walked into the room.

_ Sheen