On a cool autumn evening, the Royal Beacon Hotel’s lobby gleamed with polished marble floors and soft lighting. Guests in tailored suits and designer dresses glided past, exchanging quiet greetings.
Behind the front desk, Marissa, a young receptionist, prided herself on managing the hotel’s elite ambiance. She believed she could spot the right sort of clientele from a distance.
As the clock approached midnight, a tall, broad-shouldered Black man stepped inside, wearing a simple hoodie and jeans. His face was friendly but weary, as if he had come from a long journey.
He approached the front desk, and Marissa’s smile tightened, turning polite but guarded. She sized him up, noting his casual clothes. This wasn’t how their usual guests dressed.
“Good evening,” he said calmly, his deep and warm voice resonating in the quiet lobby. “I’d like a room for the night.” He leaned in slightly, offering a credit card. Standing well over 6 feet tall, he had a distinctive presence, but Marissa focused on what she considered the wrong kind of look.
Glancing at the empty reservations list, she saw there were plenty of rooms available, but something about him made her uneasy. Ignoring the logic, she forced a thin smile. “I’m sorry, we’re fully booked,” she lied.
The man’s brow furrowed as he looked around the lobby, which was quiet and had vacant tables and chairs suggesting low occupancy. “Are you certain?” he asked softly. “I’m happy to pay any rate.”
Marissa folded her arms. “I’m sorry, sir. There’s nothing I can do. Perhaps you could try elsewhere.” At that moment, a well-dressed couple entered, and Marissa’s demeanor changed instantly. A genuine smile and a warm greeting flowed from her lips as she produced a room key for them without hesitation.
The tall man watched, disappointment flickering in his eyes. He realized this was no misunderstanding; this was bias, plain and simple. Controlling a surge of anger, he nodded to himself. “Thank you,” he said quietly, turning to leave. Outside, the crisp air stung his cheeks as he took a deep breath. He wasn’t just any traveler turned away; he was Patrick Mahomes, a legendary football figure whose name was known worldwide. He was also a successful entrepreneur who had quietly acquired properties and businesses. The Royal Beacon Hotel had been on his radar for months, and tonight’s encounter sealed his decision.
That night, Patrick made calls to his financial advisor and legal team. The hotel’s parent company had been struggling, and he resolved to buy it outright. By morning, he would finalize the deal. As dawn broke, Patrick’s team confirmed the purchase. He now owned the Royal Beacon Hotel.
He spent the morning reviewing staff files and policies while sipping coffee in a quiet café. He thought about the night before—the rejection and the dismissive tone he had endured. He had faced prejudice before, but this time he held the power to make it right.
Around midday, Patrick pulled up to the hotel once again, this time wearing a tailored suit. His confident stride and imposing height turned heads. Inside, staff bustled as usual, but tension flickered as they recognized him from last night. Though many didn’t know the full story, Marissa spotted him and froze. She remembered refusing him and hadn’t expected to see him again. He looked different—more commanding, his attire immaculate.
Her heart thumped nervously as he approached the desk. “Good afternoon, sir. How can I help you?” she forced a smile.
Patrick regarded her calmly, quiet strength in his gaze. “I’m here to introduce myself,” he said, his voice steady but kind. “My name is Patrick Mahomes, and as of this morning, I’m the new owner of the Royal Beacon Hotel.”
A hush fell over the lobby. Marissa’s face went pale, her eyes widening in shock. “You… you’re the owner?” she stammered. The other staff and a few guests looked on, curious and confused.
Patrick nodded. “Yes, I’ve completed the acquisition of this hotel. Last night, I tried to check in, but you said there were no rooms, even though there were.” He let that sink in, his tone rising but never harsh. “I want to know why.”
Marissa’s mind raced. She had no excuse that wouldn’t reveal her bias, and her cheeks burned. “I… I apologize,” she managed weakly. “I thought we were fully booked.”
Patrick didn’t flinch. “I watched you give a room to a couple right after me. Don’t pretend you didn’t.” His words were calm but unyielding.
Marissa’s lips trembled. She knew lying would only dig her a deeper grave. The hotel manager, Joel, emerged from the back office, having heard rumors all morning about a sudden takeover, but this confrontation caught him
Brittany and Patrick Mahomes’ Daughter Celebrates Snow Day with Snow Cones: See the Adorable Pics
The toddler couldn’t help but smile while playing in knee-deep snow
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Brittany Mahomes and Patrick Mahomes know how to celebrate a snow day the proper way!
On Sunday, Jan. 5, the Kansas City Current co-owner, 29, posted content to her Instagram Stories showing off how her family celebrates winter.
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Brittany Mahomes Instagram Stories photo
“Real snow cones!!!” Brittany wrote over a photo of snow packed into three plastic bowls — two pink ones and a blue one — presumably for herself, her daughter Sterling, 3, and son, Bronze, 2, whom she shares with the Kansas City Chiefs quarterback, also 29.
Related: Patrick Mahomes’ Daughter Sterling, 3, Sweetly Cheers for Him During Chiefs-Texans Game
A second photo saw her holding one of the pink bowls of snow — which was now covered in blue syrup to make for a yummy treat!
But the fun winter photos didn’t stop there.
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Sterling Mahomes
Next up was a picture of Sterling smiling from ear to ear while bundled up in a red snowsuit and black mittens as she stood outside for a fun day in the snow. The snow came up to her knees.
“This snow is for the win over here,” Brittany wrote over a Boomerang video of herself and one of her toddlers sitting on the floor, once again snacking on flavored snow cone treats.
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Brittany Mahomes Instagram Story photo
The couple, who announced the pregnancy of their third child in July, are almost new parents once again.
In an interview clip shared by Netflix on X on Christmas Day, the Super Bowl champion revealed that Brittany is due “any day now,” and that the timing has been a bit tricky to navigate during his football season.
Related: Brittany and Patrick Mahomes Give Their Kids an Early Taste of Christmas with Skating Rink Trip
“Brittany says I’ve been stressing her out too much this season,” Patrick said. “So I got to try to not put so much stress on her through these football games.”
He also shared his wish for their baby girl’s arrival.
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Mahomes family photo — February 11, 2024 in Las Vegas, Nevada
According to the NFL star, if baby no. 3 is born “on a bye week” when the Chiefs aren’t playing, “then everything will work out perfectly.”
In the meantime, Brittany is prepping for the birth by staying as fit and healthy as can be!
Related: Patrick Mahomes Promised Wife Brittany the Chiefs Would Win the Top Seed on Christmas So ‘We Can Go Have That Baby’
She recently shared her first workout of the new year to her Instagram Stories with a bit of help from Sterling.
“The best workouts,” the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit model wrote over a photo of herself in the gym with her oldest, adding laughing and white heart emojis.
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The picture, set to Forrest Frank’s song “GOOD DAY,” showed the mom (and her baby bump) sitting while lifting a pair of weights as her mini-me sat on top of her head.
Speaking to PEOPLE in January 2024, Brittany opened up on how the couple’s oldest child loves looking up to her parents.
“[Sterling] loves to watch her dad play football. She can see him from a mile away and pays attention and keeps up with what’s going on with him,” she said at the time.
