A Leisure Life Novels & Stories

And Leo starts nodding immediately, without even questioning it, "Good, that's good. Then yeah, we have to speed this up so we can have some vacations before we become parents." "You want to know the best part about this plan, Jolie?" he asks, smiling big and lifting a hand to brush my hair back, "We're going to be living on vacations, forever. There's absolutely no reason for either of us to work ever again. I mean, you are a millionaire, right? And, just between us, so am I." "Oh, really?" I ask in a stupid voice and I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but also... we're going to get a lot of free stuff here and there," he warns, as if I don't fucking miss it a lot, "Just because it's fun."

He had just barged into the suite, which was his opening line. I'm wondering now about Lev's drama. I noticed that he somehow changed but disregarded it, for maybe it's only because my best friend is getting older, and that is why some shitty things are going on while he is reflecting on his life. Life?! And what the fuck am I saying now?! But yeah, these are some random thoughts, yet it was the possible reason... getting old makes Lev think he wants to retire. Lev is just bored, and boredom made him let Paige come into my suite and see me having sex with my bitches earlier today. That brat! I will deal with her later.

"Sadly, you have described the life of some. But would you believe me if I said they enjoyed it?" Her skeptical look said it all. Inhaling a big breath, Acat sighed. "Your role in the tribe will depend on you. There are many things you can choose to do. A life of leisure is certainly one option." "Choose to do? How about I go home and resume my job? You know, the one I already have and enjoyed." But lacked two hunks. Why couldn't she have both?

(／≧ω＼)❤ Levi couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed himself this much. He probably never laughed so many times in such a short period of time before. His peers often told him that he was like an old man – boring, not knowing how to have fun or enjoy life. And he could do nothing but accept that they were right, he wasn’t playful nor curious by nature, and his sense of humor was lacking. It wasn’t that he had something against enjoying life, it’s just that he didn’t know how. There were simply too few things that interested him, and even fewer things that he found enjoyable.

And while that is the greatest title in the world, it can also be a lonely one. I wanted to write this book to show that it is okay for your downtime to be something more than just catching up on chores. It is okay for your mind to be creative and adventurous while your hands are busy cleaning up a baby’s mess. I wanted to reach the mothers who don't have much of a social life outside their four walls and tell them: Your imagination is your passport.

"Haha ithu thevaya? (haha is this all necessary?)" "Pch life is to enjoy da. A little beer and some girls are no harm. I don't smoke, I don't drink hot drinks. I don't do drugs. I work hard all week. I need some relaxation, da. I find pleasure in this. It's just on weekends. That too only on Saturday nights. You spoil almost my every day-time appointment." "God, I can't even hear your dirty confession and whining. Save some for your future wife da."

Time seemed to pass unnoticed as he became fully immersed in a captivating television show, the outside world fading away as he embraced the rare luxury of leisure. He couldn't help but revel in the feeling of relaxation washing over him. It was completely different to his past, when he juggled part-time jobs and studies, barely finding a moment to breathe, let alone indulge in leisure activities. But now, as a person of wealth and means, he relished the opportunity to unwind and enjoy life's simple pleasures.

It is true with the blasting music in the background and people trying to make a small talk with me, it completely silences my inner voice which holds much more value to me. Lev leaned against the bar counter, his gaze fixed on the crowd he managed to gather here tonight and a charming smile found its place on his lips when he turned his head to look at me, "Life can not always be about dealing with the mafia." He taunted, still smiling. He does not like the world he is born in, in fact, he hates it. But, nonetheless he would have to one day step in the business no matter how fast and hard he tries to run now, "Sometimes, we need to relax and enjoy ourselves." He added. I raised an unsolicit

Once everything was ready, she sat at her small, round dining table, the news murmuring in the background on the TV. As she ate, Lila couldn't help but reflect on how different her life was now. Living with James had been a constant whirlwind of activity. Their expansive mansion required a staff of cleaners and gardeners, but Lila had often found herself taking on tasks just to fill the time. She would supervise the cleaning, organize elaborate dinner parties, and oversee the upkeep of the grounds, even though none of it was truly necessary. It was busy work that kept her occupied, but it had left her feeling hollow and unfulfilled. Now, in her cozy home, she had the freedom to explore her o

I was on my second can when I heard footsteps down the stairs, and that was my cue to hide beside the fridge. “Are you sure I can’t stay the night?” I rolled my eyes at how cringy the woman's voice sounds, still probably trying to seduce my housemate. “You know I don’t do that cuddle BS.” Even without seeing his face, I know he was smirking at the girl right now, playing with her like she was on the palm of his hand. “Then maybe we can do this again some other time?” “We'll see." "Just call me when you need to spice up your life."