Seoul was colder than London.
The cold wrapped around my skin almost immediately the second I stepped out of the car, sharp night wind brushing through my hair while bright city lights reflected across the wet streets outside the hotel.
A tall doorman hurried forward instantly, bowing politely before opening the glass entrance doors for us.
Warmth spilled over me the moment I stepped inside.
The hotel lobby glowed beneath massive crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling above. Marble floors reflected the golden lighting softly while quiet instrumental music drifted through the air from somewhere deeper inside the building.
Everything looked expensive without trying too hard to.
Dark polished wood.
Cream-colored walls.
Elegant.
Minimal.
The kind of luxury that didn’t need
