Arcadia Lux Novels & Stories

His smooth voice rappedand Elena scoffed, and instantly turned away as her skin flushed once more. After a little over thirty minutes on the road, the vehicle finally halted in front of a tall familiar building. Elena’s brows narrowed as they got down from the vehicle and three women who looked like they had been waiting for them at the entrance for a long time bowed as they approached. “Good day, Mr. Axton, Miss. Chantel.” A woman in her early thirties who seemed the most senior amongst the three greeted, stunning Elena once more. “Welcome to Luxe. I’m Ada and I will show you around.”

“Always surviving like one.” Elias just looked at her and drove quietly... Moments After the Car Ride Solaris Luxe smelled like polished wood, faint citrus, and the kind of wealth that didn’t need to prove itself. The boutique was a minimalist haven clean white lines, subtle music humming from hidden speakers, and clothes arranged like exhibits in a private museum. Lyra stepped in like she owned the place, her pajama pants flowing with each step, iced coffee still in hand. Somehow, she managed to look like both a disheveled heiress and an international model.

“Not unless you want to wait a decade for the world to catch up. You’ve tripled growth in a year. Impressive. But it’s a flame. I’m offering wildfire.” I leaned back, keeping my expression neutral. “Let’s hear it.” He slid a sleek folder across the table. Black leather, gold-embossed logo: NovaLux. “The merger,” he said smoothly. “Full-scale. House of Amara becomes NovaLux’s artisan flagship. We’ll handle manufacturing, global distribution, tech integration. Your designs get amplified. Layla’s brand becomes the face of a global rebrand. Overnight, you’re in Paris, Milan, Dubai—hell, we’ll launch in Lagos if you want. And you—”

They got out of his mansion and into the garage where different luxurious cars were parked. Adelia’s mouth dropped wide open when she saw them. Sometimes, she forgot that Adrian was a billionaire. “Which one are you taking?” she asked curiously while trying to hide her excitement. She was unsuccessful in that as Adrian could see how excited she was. “Which one do you want?” he asked. “I can choose anyone?” Adelia asked excitedly, not bothering to hide her excitement this time. “Hmmmm,” Adrian nodded. Adelia’s eyes scanned the garage and her eyes caught sight of a white audi. “That one,” she pointed at it. ‘

Adrian settled the Walters before going off to settle other matters even though he was dying to know what triggered a mass walkout. Royale Lux was one of Montague chain of hotels and a world of luxuries in its own right. Of the 25 floors, the top floor was Adrian private space; the top floor had 3 penthouses, each complete with everything including a state-of-the-art private gym and swimming pool with sauna. In addition, the top floor also had a common kitchen, living and dining area that could sit around 25 guests. The owners of the other 2 penthouses didn’t have to spelled... they were Chris and Neil.

And now, Adrian had just handed him a black card with no limit. "You want me to shop?" Luca whispered to the empty room. "Fine. I'll shop." An hour later, Luca was sitting in the back of Adrian’s luxury car. The driver, a quiet, middle-aged man named Arthur, drove him straight to the city's most exclusive luxury shopping district. When the car pulled up to the curb, Luca stepped out into the crisp afternoon air. He had left his sweatpants behind, now wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a oversized knit sweater that fell off one shoulder. He walked into the first high-end boutique with his head held high.

My heart flipped at the thought—him orchestrating a world that revolved around us—and I pulled him down for a slow, lingering kiss, tasting mint and him. "Yes, a thousand times yes." By noon, we glided into the underground entrance of Luxe Plaza, the city's most exclusive mall that Adrian casually mentioned he owned outright. Its marble halls gleaming empty except for us—staff discreetly vanished, high-end stores unlocked with velvet ropes pulled aside just for my footsteps. "Pick whatever you want—no limits," he said, wrapping an arm around my waist as we wandered into a designer boutique, racks of silk dresses and sparkling heels waiting like treasures.

And so was he. “You okay, beautiful?” Adrian asked, glancing at her with that warm smile that once made her feel safe. Aria nodded, squeezing his hand back. “Just excited for the trip.” The villa was breathtaking. A luxurious private property right on the beach with white walls, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a private pool overlooking the sea. Ethan ran around the garden with delight, chasing butterflies. Adrian watched him with a soft expression Aria had never seen before — pure, unguarded pride.

She hadn't seen much of Adryan too after their pack tour her first day, when she asked Violet about it, who gave her a sly smile in reply but said that he was busy preparing for something which was supposed to happen soon. Jade has found solitude in the outdoor balcony Adryan's house had. The balcony was made up of wood, like the rest of the house. This part of the balcony had a feminine touch to it, with small plant pots here and there, with flower. She wondered if it was Adryan's idea or maybe someone else's...like Adeena?, Jade immediately shakes her head, no, she wasn't going to go there yet now that the thought had entered her mind, she was curious.

Rayna pov "Please, call me Richard." He moved closer, and I instinctively stepped back. "You're even more beautiful up close, Mrs. Adams." "Thank you. Now, if we could return to the event…" "What's the rush?" He moved closer again, backing me against the desk. "I've been watching you all evening. The way you move. The way you smile. You're wasted on Adams, you know. A man like that doesn't appreciate what he has."