Antonio's luxury car screeched to a halt in front of the grand hotel, its tires were smoking in protest. He flung open the door and stepped out, his eyes blazing with anger. The hotel staff, recognizing him immediately as heir to the wealthy and influential Montero's family that owned that very establishment, scrambled to attention.“Young master Antonio! Welcome, sir!” the concierge exclaimed, rushing to open the door for him.Antonio strode past him, his long strides eating up the distance to the reception desk. “I need to see Diana,” he growled, his voice low and menacing.It caused the woman to tremble.The receptionist, a timid-looking young woman in her late twenties, immediately checked the register.“Ah, yes, Ms. Diana is staying in suite 314,Shall I call up and let her know you are here, sir?”Antonio's eyes narrowed, but he said nothing.It was enough for the receptionist to know what to do and what not to do.He marched towards the elevators, his anger boiling.The unifor
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