She had delivered something to private room 305 yesterday, so she quickly found room 306 across the hall. Clara Grant raised her hand and knocked twice. The door was ajar, and perhaps because she knocked a little too hard, it suddenly swung open on its own.
Clara Grant felt a surge of embarrassment. She was just about to apologize when she saw the scene inside, which only mortified her further.
The main lights in the private room were off, creating an intimate but not overly dim atmosphere. The scene inside was perfectly clear.
In the spacious private room, a man sat commandingly in the center, his legs spread, with a woman entwined on his lap.
Clara Grant froze, realizing she had just walked in on something private.
The man and woman in the room seemed to hear the commotion and both turned to look toward the door.
Startled, Clara Grant immediately dropped her gaze, apologizing as she backed away. "I'm so sorry, so sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll... I'll be right out."
