Bruce Wayne Mansion Novels & Stories

I used the access card to enter the house. I was told to put those documents in Mr Brent's room but the house was so large and also it was my first time there so I didn't know which room was his. I looked around the mansion, I had never seen such a beautiful mansion before in my life. Everything in that house was so luxurious. That house had a personal movie theatre , a gym, swimming pool and many more. I called my colleague and asked him about the exact location of Mr Brent's room. He told me that Mr Brent's room was on the first floor, beside the gym.

Eve The Mansion is eighteen thousand square feet of limestone, marble, and silk. It has fourteen bedrooms, a library that rivals the one in Beauty and the Beast, and a garden that looks like it belongs in a French chateau. It is currently the most expensive prison in North America. I pace the length of the library, my heels clicking a sharp, agitated rhythm on the hardwood floor. I’ve walked this path twenty times in the last hour. By the door, two of the four guards assigned to be my shadow shift their weight. They look miserable. They know I’m miserable. We are all trapped in a feedback loop of mutual misery.