Scarlet Strings.

The Venice Arrival

Scarlet stretched in her seat, relieved that the journey was finally over. The connecting flight had drained her energy, and she was eager to get to her hotel, settle in, and unwind. She collected her carry-on and made her way to the arrivals hall, quickly locating her chauffeur who was holding up a sign with her name.

Scarlet had opted for one of the best hotels in Venice, a grand, luxurious establishment that promised every comfort she needed for her break. Her phone buzzed as she checked her hotel reservation for the address. She confirmed it with the chauffeur and settled into the car, gazing out at the stunning Venetian architecture as the vehicle weaved through the cobblestone streets.

Meanwhile, Kang Ha-neul, who had arrived earlier, was already deep into his day. His Venetian hotel was one of the crown jewels of his global hospitality empire, and he had just wrapped up a critical meeting with his investors. His existing hotel in Venice had been a success story from the start, catering to the elite with its impeccable service, unparalleled views, and exclusive amenities.

***

Scarlet's car finally pulled into the grand driveway of the hotel, and she stepped out, taking in the imposing structure with its ornate façade and timeless charm. The hotel exuded luxury and sophistication, every detail meticulously crafted to create an atmosphere of elegance.

Scarlet hadn't realized that this was one of Kang Ha-neul's properties, nor did she know that he was currently in residence. She checked in at the front desk, the concierge greeting her warmly and offering a brief overview of the hotel's amenities. Scarlet nodded politely, eager to get to her room.

As she was led to her suite, she couldn't help but admire the lavish décor of the hotel, the polished marble floors, the crystal chandeliers, and the intricate woodwork. Her suite was no less impressive, with its plush furnishings, breathtaking views of the Venetian canals, and every luxury she could ask for.

***

Back in the business wing of the hotel, Ha-neul had settled into his private office after the meeting. He leaned back in his chair, glancing out at the cityscape from the large window behind him. His thoughts shifted momentarily to his next move, preparing for the Paris expansion.

His existing properties were thriving, but Paris was a different beast entirely. The competition there was fierce, and he would need to bring his A-game to carve out a space for his brand.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. His assistant stepped in, handing him a summary of the meeting and a few additional documents for his review. "Thank you," Ha-neul said, his tone was professional but warm.

As the assistant left, Ha-neul picked up his phone, scrolling through emails and messages. He couldn't afford to rest just yet; there was always more to be done.

***

After unpacking and taking a quick shower, Scarlet decided to explore the hotel. She made her way to the lounge, where she planned to have a light lunch before venturing out to see the city. The lounge was as elegant as the rest of the hotel, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a stunning view of the canals.

Scarlet found a quiet corner and ordered a coffee and a light meal. She opened her notebook, jotting down a few thoughts and ideas that came to her mind. She might be on a break, but her creative spirit never truly rested.

***

Ha-neul, on the other hand, was heading to another meeting, this time with a group of local artisans and designers. He had plans to incorporate their work into his Venice hotel, further distinguishing it from the competition. The meeting was held in the hotel's exclusive art gallery, a space that showcased pieces from renowned and emerging artists alike.