Baam!
A loud slap on the counter jolted the snoozing male receptionist of the Happy Ending Love Hotel receptionist.
Imagine being stressed and sleep-deprived for months and, on top of that, working in a place where sex and temptation are walking around every night while he, himself, was celibate ever since he was working in this love hotel because of the long, grueling shifts.
The poor receptionist who is experiencing this very misfortune will inevitably become cranky, especially if his sneaky naps are interrupted carelessly like this.
"Fuck! Did you not see that I am sleeping— oh," The receptionist angrily roared right when he opened his red eyes. The blood vessels appear to be a few nudged from popping, looking at how irritated it was. However, he subconsciously froze midway through his cursing because of the tall alpha male before him.
