Arcadia Lux Novels & Stories

And I can't appreciate you enough but get you your first ca. Arrya cut Damien's words with passionate kiss making everyone to clap their hands for them. "ew...mommy" Alexia called as she and the other kids covered their faces laughing. "I'm sorry" Arrya broke the kiss smiling cleaning her tears. "Can....can I see the car?" Arrya asked excitedly. "Of course," Damien said as he held her hands while everyone followed from behind. "Wow...."Arrya gasp as she saw a portable black and red latest Lamborghini Urus outside their mansion.

The next day, I maneuver my luxurious Mercedes-Benz into the parking lot. As usual, it is the center of attention on the campus, with heads turning to admire my baby for the umpteenth time. Alongside Alpha Romero and Beta Jace's Cadillac Escalade and Maserati Levante Trofeo, my ride is the most expensive in the car park, but actually in the pack as well.

“No, Shitshaw. They’re cardboard decorations.” I ignore him completely. A silver Mercedes-Benz from what looks like the sixties gleams beside a black Rolls-Royce Phantom polished to perfection. At a distance sits a Ferrari so red it looks violent. Everything smells faintly of leather and money. It’s Luxury in the fucking atmosphere. “Woah. This is insane,” I mutter. Lucas leans casually against a worktable, watching me with open amusement. “A Victorian child seeing electricity for the first time. Touching.” I point at him without taking my eyes off the cars.

In that moment, she was grateful for Lance's trust and the foresight he had shown by giving her that key. Ariana stepped into the lavish penthouse, feeling a sense of opulence wash over her as she dropped her designer bag onto the plush, oversized couch. Her surroundings exuded wealth, with polished marble floors and a tasteful display of art adorning the walls. The soft glow of intricate chandeliers above cast a warm and inviting ambiance, highlighting the luxury that Lance Cincinnati's residence embodied.

“See that one, sister? This whole enclave is Accardo property. That one, by the gate—the best view, the best feng shui, the experts said.” “Domenico and I had a fight a few months back. A big one. I was going to leave him. I had that one remodeled for myself. Now I have you. It’s yours. When you’re healed, we’ll transfer the title.” She pointed down as we entered a vast, spotless underground garage filled with luxury cars. “Pick any one you like. It goes with the house.” I stared at the glittering array of vehicles—sleek Ferraris, a classic Rolls, several muscular black SUVs. I laughed, a little overwhelmed.

"I have the whole revenue for the past 6 months. We can go over it right now if you like." Adriano shook his head. "No. Save it for later." Luca finally realized that his boss did not want to talk, so he kept mute. ADRIANO'S ITALIAN VILLA was one of his most impressive properties. It spanned across many hectares of land, bordered by woods, and a beautiful lawn, fountains, and stone sculptures. As his car drove in and parked in the garage, all his staff were lined up in front of the house to welcome him.

ELENA Mr. Leo drove us to La Belle Luxe, one of the most iconic boutiques in all of Chicago. Sleek windows, golden trims, and high-end displays. It screamed class, and if you asked me, Sarah had impeccable taste. I found myself silently impressed, lips twitching in amusement as I stared out the tinted windows.

After a long while of driving and swerving through the long express, Clara finally drove into LUXE HAVEN ESTATES, the second largest estate in the city that held the homes and apartments of various millionaires and celebrities. This is currently where Ariana lives and also where her child's educational center is located. They stopped right on time in front of the portico to the large school building just as the bell rang for the closure of the day and Clara grinned. "Right on time sis," she said and Ariana smirked.

Now I am sitting here sipping his fancy champagne, waiting patiently for him to drop his guard. Starlux deluxe is 180-story high. With an astonishing view of the city. It seems normal on the outside but on the inside, it is something else, something between French style and modern time. It is a true masterpiece from luxury décor to fancy art pieces of artist I cannot even pronounce the names of. A crystal chandelier hanging overhead, setting a warm tone to the room with sleek, black marble floor to add a hint of sophistication. I must add he has great taste in decor. The people here tonight holds him in high regards, no one is willing to utter a bad word about him or just a hint of hatred to