Here is a excerpt . . . featurning Kim JunSu owner of the "Toscana Hotel."
The sun was going down in a blaze of fiery glory, the silhouette of a
transparent moon already visible in the colors of the sky. The stream of cars, limo’s and taxi’s pulling up to the front doors of the hotel were indicative of the crowd that was gathering for tomorrow’s upcoming festival. But, he couldn’t think about that right now.
His mouth dry with anticipation of seeing Saffire, he leisurely sipped his glass of wine, reveling in the few rare moments of peace and quiet, aware of the fact that the second he descended down toward the lobby, the normal chaos of his presence would begin. It was hard for him to spend time alone once he exited his private suite, whether it be to eat in the restaurant, look for gifts in his own shops or attempt to walk the halls checking out the condition of the hotel in general. He was after all . . . one of the owners.
The Chairman's Daughters . . .