Chapitre 78: Sweet night in Paris

After flying for hours, Leonardo and I finally arrived in Paris at the hotel where we would stay for a week. We walked through the corridor while dragging our respective suitcases until we arrived in front of a room with a brownish-white door.

"This is our room," he said, taking out a card hidden in his black jacket.

I just let him open the door using a card, and it only took an instant for the door to be opened.

After crossing the brownish-white door, my eyes were captivated by the sparkling room that lay before me. The walls are decorated with light brown wooden panels which give a classic yet elegant touch. Soft orange light beams illuminate the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. In one corner, a fireplace stands majestically near a wide white sofa, exuding an undeniable charm of luxury.