The Rex Moon is a five-star hotel owned by the Damon family for generations, something Mathew often brags about.
The 20-story hotel is actually a sturdy old building, but its classic design and interior design have made the Rex Moon quite famous.
Upon arriving at the Rex Moon, before getting out of the car, Aurelie stopped Vincent.
“Alpha, could you book the suite next to Mathew’s?
It’s on the 18th floor,” Aurelie said.
“Oh, we’re going to book a suite?” Vincent’s eyebrows raised teasingly.
He gently stroked Aurelie’s arm.
“What are we going to do in that suite?
Just the two of us?”
Aurelie smiled faintly.
“Watching a play.
Come on, Alpha Vincent, book the suite now before the show starts.”
Vincent smiled and complied.
He booked a suite on the 18th floor, right next to Mathew’s.
Aurelie held Vincent’s hand tightly as they rode the elevator to the 18th floor, and Vincent could feel the anticipation and excitement in her grip, as if she couldn’t wait to see something exciting happen.
They entered suite 1806.
Aurelie stood in the middle of the spacious room, sniffing the air.
“It seems like it’s been a long time since this suite has had a guest,” Aurelie murmured.
“And it’s rarely cleaned, too.
The sofas and curtains smell of dust.”
Vincent stared at Aurelie in awe.
He no longer doubted her incredible sense of smell.
When he returned to the White Mansion, he heard stories from some of the maids and workers about Aurelie’s experience with Carrin.
He knew Carrin had done the test just to annoy Aurelie.
But apparently, Aurelie had given him a truly remarkable demonstration of her abilities.
Now, after what he had seen and heard for himself, Vincent was convinced that, despite being wolfless and blind, Aurelie’s intelligence and courage far surpassed those of a physically normal woman.
“Perhaps this hotel is starting to lose interest,” Vincent said.
He approached Aurelie and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, then rested his chin on her shoulder.
“What are we going to do here?”
Aurelie smiled.
“Something fun.
If you could—ah, I think that’s it!”
Vincent straightened, and when Aurelie took his hand, he led her to the door, as she had requested.
Aurelie opened the door slightly and motioned for Vincent to peek in.
“That’s Fiora, your stepsister,” Vincent whispered.
“She’s in the suite next door.”
In the corridor, in front of Mathew’s suite, Fiora had just arrived, panting, trying to catch her breath.
She had come in a hurry because Aurelie’s call and her words had made her feel uneasy.
“Mathew, are you in there?” Fiora knocked on the door.
There was no answer from inside.
Fiora touched the doorknob and turned it, slightly surprised to find it unlocked.
Fiora entered, calling Mathew’s name again, leaving the door open.
“Let’s go,” Aurelie said quietly.
“The previous show is inside.”
Vincent chuckled and took Aurelie’s hand, leading her stealthily to suite 1804, where Mathew was staying.
Meanwhile, inside the suite, Fiora was stunned, frozen as a statue, when her eyes caught a sight she never imagined she would see in her life.
On the large bed, Mathew lay, wearing only his underwear, hugging a woman as naked as a newborn baby to his right, and to his left, a young man, also wearing only his underwear, slept with his face buried in the crook of Mathew’s neck.
Not only that, on the same bed and on the thick carpet around the bed, there were still several men and women dressed in very vulgar and skimpy clothes, sleeping on top of each other and hugging each other.
The sight screamed “free sex” in the air inside the suite.
Aurelie and Vincent entered the suite, and instinctively, Vincent covered Aurelie’s eyes to protect her from the vulgar sight in the room.
“What are you doing, Alpha Vincent?” Aurelie asked softly.
“Protecting you from the horrific sight,” Vincent said softly.
“Ugh, disgusting!”
“Alpha Vincent, I’m blind,” Aurelie said softly.
“I can’t see anything even without you covering my eyes.”
Vincent didn’t care.
He refused to remove his hands from Aurelie’s eyes.
“Shhh, stop complaining.
Let me protect you from the defilement of that sight!”
It seemed that Fiora was so shocked that she didn’t notice Vincent and Aurelie’s presence behind her.
She was seething with anger and hurt.
She approached the bed and grabbed Mathew’s hair hard.
“Mathew!
You vulgar bastard!
Disgusting!” Fiora shouted angrily.
With a flash of composure, she swung her hand, slapping Mathew hard across the cheek repeatedly.
Matthew woke up in shock and a sudden jolt of pain.
He stuttered as Fiora rained down slaps and punches on him.
The pain from Vincent’s earlier punches and kicks hadn’t subsided, and now, coupled with Fiora’s frenzy, Mathew struggled.
He parried Fiora’s blows and gripped her hand hard.
“Fiora!
Stop!
It hurts!
Stop, I said!”
“I won’t stop until you’re dead, you vulgar bastard!” Fiora shouted frantically.
“What are you doing here?”
Matthew looked around in confusion.
“I don’t know who they are or why I’m here.”
“You’re a liar!
You’re a pervert, Mathew.
Not only do you do it with women, but you do it with men too, and at the same time?
My God, you’re disgusting!”
Matthew parried Fiora’s attack, but the woman angrily kicked him in the shin.
Mathew screamed in pain and pushed Fiora away, cursing.
“Stop, Fiora!
You can’t accuse me like this,” Mathew said angrily.
“I don’t even know how I got here or who these people are.”
“Stop denying it,” Fiora snapped.
She pointed at Mathew’s wet chest in disgust.
“You even still have the saliva of the woman who slept on your arm, you bastard!”
“I don’t know who she is,” Mathew argued, confused.
“You’re lying!
Look at that!” Fiora shouted, pointing at the floor with a disgusted expression.
On the floor, among the scattered pieces of clothing, were also strewn tissues and used condoms.
Shouts and curses hurled at each other filled the suite, punctuated by occasional slaps and shoves.
Aurelie smiled faintly.
She touched Vincent’s hand that was covering his eyes.
“Sounds like fun, doesn’t it?” Aurelie said softly.
Vincent chuckled softly.
“I think this is the best drama I’ve ever seen.
A sitcom mixed with action.”
“Let’s go back to our room, Alpha Vincent.
The other guests will be arriving soon, and the show will get even more exciting.”
“Hm?
The other guests?” Vincent asked, confused.
“Are we still waiting for someone else?”
“Not us,” Aurelie said.
“Let’s go.
I can hear their footsteps.”
Vincent said nothing more and led Aurelie back to their suite.
At the end of the corridor, the elevator doors opened, followed by the hurried footsteps of several people.
Aurelie smiled as she stepped into Vincent’s suite.
“The show is about to get even more exciting, Alpha Vincent.
Don’t close the door!”