Apartment 308 Novels & Stories

Layla took a steady breath. “I just spoke with the old lady downstairs. She said the family across from her in Unit 802 hasn’t been around for over two weeks. “Before I came, I also talked to the landlord. He said the apartment was rented by a family of three. The husband worked as a security guard for one of the Lucas Corporation’s subsidiaries, the wife stayed home full-time to care for their child, and the kid apparently has some health issues and goes to the hospital frequently.”

Lilian The thirtieth floor belong to Mr Karl . He bought the whole apartment in the floor thirty . He bought four doors modified to one . It had eight bedrooms all with the bathroom . The main room had different bed room and another room for toilet . I know because Miss Lily showed me the apartment's pictures . My boyfriend bought at the fiftieth floor . Ben leader the whole apartments in floor fifteen ? Lilian 🤭🤭✅✅✅✅ Ben

I grabbed my phone and called the property manager for a luxury apartment at once. Samuel tried to snatch my phone away from me. I swerved and turned my back to him, quickly speaking into the phone. The manager then exclaimed and said, "Ms. Caroline Whitaker, the unit you're referring to isn't housing just a lady and her two children, miss. A family of six is living there." At once, I recalled having briefly met Samson's in-laws back when he was still alive, and I felt goosebumps spreading all over my body.

The apartment was move-in ready. Jenny pointed toward the building next door and said, “We’re on the 23rd floor, apartment 2303. If you need anything, just call me.” She paused for a moment and added, “You don’t look so great. With your stomach condition, please speak up if you’re not feeling well. I showed you the hospital earlier. It’s nearby.” Madison gave her a small, tired smile. “Jenny, I’m not a kid anymore. I can take care of myself.”

He asks raging like a pot of boiling water. “Third floor, room 308 or 309 I can’t remember which,” I say attempting to remain calm. X books it out the door practically jumping down the flight of stairs in swift movements as Julian and I run behind him.

“Yeah. I just… wanted to know if I should expect any extra cleaning or special requests while they’re here.” She shrugs, tapping at her keyboard. “Well, they didn’t say exactly how long, but they booked the rooms for at least three nights. Could be longer, though.” My stomach twists. Three nights. Maybe more. “Do you know which rooms they’re in?” I ask, keeping my tone light. “Just so I can plan ahead.” She raises an eyebrow but doesn’t seem suspicious. “They’re on the third floor. Rooms 302, 303, and 304. Two of them are next to each other, and the third is across the hall.”

Her gait was stiff, face uncharacteristically solemn as she crossed the threshold into his apartment. Arthur's apartment is located on the tenth floor, facing the renowned Central Park. Designed as a bachelor pad, the interior of the apartment is spattered with clean, modern furniture around an open dining and living room space. A minimalist white kitchen, complete with an island counter sat at the corner of the apartment. The unit was fitted with two bedrooms and two bathrooms and the wall facing Central Park was fitted with floor to ceiling windows, showcasing the green habitat in all its magnificent glory. The space in his unit was so clean that Victory was certain that a cleaner came in

We parked a block away, sliding our bikes into a dark alley and hiding them behind a dumpster, our hearts pounding in sync with the adrenaline coursing through our veins. “Which apartment is his, Jake?” I demanded, pausing in a shadowy alcove between us and the building entrance. My eyes caught a glimpse of a woman lingering by the entrance, a bag slung carelessly over her shoulder. Her golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, evoking memories of Maya—both beautiful and painful. “Third level, apartment 3C,” Jake whispered, urgency etched in his tone.

Darla said after she was sure that she only needed to explain the important things. "Noah?" Harvey furrowed his brows in disbelief. "Oh, you don't seem to know that we are neighbors." Since Harvey and Angel divorced, he chose to live in an apartment. And as far as Harvey knows, the occupants on the left and right are still empty because Harvey's apartment is a new building. "Are you the new resident of 307? Or 309?" Ask Harvey to be sure. Harvey was number 308, so this girl had only two possibilities. This time it was Darla who took turns frowning. What are they really talking about right now? Could they be talking about two different things?

Room 8 - apartment 3" he instructed the lady. "Sure sir," she replied and started walking out of the office. Kimberly followed suit.