Beachworld

Beachworld

An exclusive retreat hotel to satisfy all your needs

Chapter 1 by Inert and Still Inert and Still

As the sun dipped below the horizon, it cast a warm glow on the sandy shores of the luxurious beach hotel prepared for the arrival of its solitary VIP guest. The staff, accustomed to maintaining an air of discretion, stood ready as a sleek black limousine pulled up. From it emerged a male figure, the Guest. A poised Slavic woman in her early forties named Irina, the Host, stepped forward to welcome him.

"Pleasure to have you with us," Irina greeted with a warm smile, extending a welcoming hand. "I am Irina, your host during your stay. We are devoted to ensuring your experience is exceptional." Irina spoke with a slight Russian accent.

She was a tall and striking woman, with a natural beauty that effortlessly commanded attention. Her calm demeanour and professional poise gave her an air of confident authority. She was barefoot and walked elegantly and silently. She was clad in a simple, unassuming but well-fitted white dress. Her attire mirrored the understated elegance that defines her character. Her long and well-toned legs were her most striking feature, announcing a slender frame. The hem of her dress being surprisingly high, contrasting with her otherwise professional outlook. The only touch of colour was the purple irradiance of the small inverted triangle tattooed on her forehead. Her skin was otherwise flawless, with a hint of a tan that could not entirely mask her natural pale hue.

The Guest reciprocated the greeting. "Irina, thank you. I'm intrigued to see what this place has to offer."

She led the guest to the hotel lobby, which exuded a serene elegance that matched Irina’s. The open space was expansive, filled with natural light, and blended with the lush surroundings. Wherever one might look, there were views of thick vegetation, clear skies and light-blue ocean. Polished dark wood dominated the interior, offering a warm and inviting atmosphere that echoed the island's tropical charm. The walls, adorned with expensive art pieces, added a touch of sophistication, showcasing the hotel's commitment to aesthetic refinement. The Guest saw a few members of staff peppered around the space, standing at attention but far enough so as not to crowd him. They were all young females, all beautiful and diverse in ethnicity. None of them were wearing any shoes, he noticed. He was pleased that all foreheads donned the inverted triangle, confirming that an enormous amount of money had been invested in this place.

Large windows allowed the tropical sunlight to filter into the lobby, creating a play of shadows and highlights that accentuated the natural beauty outside. In this tranquil oasis, the hushed ambiance invited guests to relax and immerse themselves in the understated luxury that defined the essence of this island retreat.

"This hotel is unique, designed exclusively for one guest at a time. Here, we provide a bespoke service tailored to your preferences." Irina said, seemingly following his thoughts.

As they exited the lobby and into a manicured garden, she explained, "All our facilities are at your disposal. The spa, secluded beach cabana, and Michelin-starred restaurant—yours to enjoy exclusively, as you already know."

The Guest, appreciating the simplicity of the concept, nodded. "I am looking forward to enjoying what this place has to offer."

"Indeed," Irina affirmed. "From the personalised service to the pristine surroundings, we are all dedicated to your comfort."

They reached the private beach cabana, where Irina elaborated on the hotel's workings. "Here, you have a direct line to our discreet staff. A simple call and we'll be at your service. Your needs will be anticipated, ensuring a seamless experience. In the sleeping quarters you will find a small tablet from where you can organise your stay or communicate with us any wishes you may have. Later, once you are settled in, I will show you the many things you can do with the tablet."

"I see," the Guest mused. "And the restaurant?"

Irina led him to the Michelin-starred dining area overlooking the ocean. "Our chef is at your disposal, ready to craft culinary delights based on your preferences. Whether it's breakfast, lunch, or dinner, we aim to exceed your expectations."

"How familiar are you with my expectations?" The Guest asked.

"For weeks we have been communicating with your personal assistant and we have gathered information discreetly before your arrival. Our attentive staff adapts accordingly. It's a meticulous process to ensure every detail aligns with your preferences. Of course there are a number of more personal preferences that we do not know about yet, but that’s part of my job description. Later today or tomorrow, if you wish, we could talk about those." Irina said, walking one step ahead of the Guest.

They moved to the spa, which was a study in minimalism. Its serene atmosphere was accentuated by clean, white aesthetics. It was divided into bathing and massage areas. It was a completely exterior construction, with a wooden structure and carefully placed separations with silky drapes for privacy. In spite of its layout, the spa framed spectacular views of the ocean.

As Irina guided the VIP through the spa, she explained the offerings concisely.

"Here, sir, we have bathing areas for a peaceful soak. Towels and robes are at your disposal." She said. The Guest nodded.

"Our massage area boasts professional masseuses skilled in various treatments. From deep tissue to holistic massages, the choice is yours." Irina continued. The Guest, captivated by the serene surroundings, expressed his satisfaction.

"Just let us know your preferences, and we'll ensure a tailored experience, leaving you refreshed, relaxed and rejuvenated." Irina concluded.

"As I said, our spa therapists are skilled in a range of treatments, but they can download and install any kind of treatments that you may wish. Your wellness is a priority to us." Irina added, as they inspected the massage area.

"My own private retreat, treated like a God." The Guest commented, pleased by the level of personalisation.

"That's precisely the idea," Irina agreed. "A sanctuary where you can relax without any disturbances."

As they concluded the tour, Irina addressed any potential concerns.

"Security is paramount. Our discreet team ensures your safety without compromising your privacy. We have a thorough vetting process to guarantee a secure environment." She informed the Guest, aware of how important privacy was for their clients, which often included famous artists, famous politicians and ultra-wealthy individuals.

"Irina, you've painted a compelling picture. It's rare to find such exclusivity." The Guest acknowledged the attention to detail.

"We take pride in offering a unique experience," Irina replied. "If there's anything you require or desire during your stay, don't hesitate to let us know. Your satisfaction is our utmost priority."

The Guest, grateful for the personalised welcome, settled into the exclusive environment of the luxurious beach hotel. With Irina's guidance, he now understood that every aspect of the establishment revolved around his comfort and enjoyment, a testament to the hotel's commitment to providing an unparalleled, solitary retreat. Here he would have the opportunity to disconnect, to take stock, to recharge before going back to his busy life, and he would have a hell of a time while doing so.

“Let me show you to your private area.” Irina led the way.

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