Butterfly Mansion Triplets Novels & Stories

I mutter, my cheeks hot from embarrassment. "Good thing you took my advice, kitten." I want to ask him to stop calling me 'kitten' but the voice of the twins interrupts my words. "Mummy!" "Yes, honey, I am coming!" ** The twins, Butler Jenkins and Ethan, take me on a tour around the mansion. The mansion has sixteen luxurious bedrooms,an indoor gym, a cinema room, a library, and a huge swimming pool. I feel tired from all the walking around the mansion. It's a lavishly expensive mansion, and I don't want to dare imagine Ethan's wealth. I was from a rich family and barely lacked whatever I wanted, but Ethan's wealth is on a whole new level.

" Adrian Said . Elina then discuss with Butler Zhang about the triplets nannies room , the two young masters room at the third floor and their and the triplets twelve guards . Their twelve guards will had their own rooms behind the mansion . Su Ling ask Butler Zhang to build a building with four doors for the twelve guards . Each doors will have three rooms with two bathrooms , a kitchen and a living room . She wants them prepared in two weeks with complete furnitures because Adrian plan to announce his comeback in two weeks and they will have to come back to stay in the mansion after that.

The physical resemblance between the three brothers was terrifying, but Ethan’s sheer aura was heavy enough to crush the air right out of your lungs. "Three months," Ethan dictated, his tone completely flat and non-negotiable. "You will move into our private estate tonight. You will live under our roof, you will eat at our table, and you will answer to every single command we give you. You will belong to us, Maddison. In every single sense of the word." A violent shiver ran straight down my spine. I wasn't stupid; I knew exactly what he was implying by those words. "And what if I say no?" I challenged, throwing my chin up.

I knew how the house would become a hell for me if I end up disappointing the triplets, they would hate and resent me. As the dancers continued their graceful movements, I resolved to find a way forward. I had to think of a solution, a compromise that would bring joy to the triplets without betraying their trust. It wouldn't be easy, and I would have to tread carefully through the intricate web of secrets that surrounded this family.

Talk to you later " Answering to his grandfather without Respect ,Rafter ran away from the place in anger .Mr. Ramon was astonished by Rafter's speech .Being a 13 year old child ,who taught him all these things to speak .His parents had spolied him this badly . While thinking of this ,he reminded of Shizuka .She will appear here after a break at any cost .He can't leave her alone . Atleast ,she wants someone who will take care of her .But ,these Rafter was too stubborn. Mr.Ramon has three sons .The first one is Liam Alexus , second is Archer Alexus and the third one is Daniel Alexus . Three are the lazy legal heirs . Though, they are working they works under Alexus property as an employees.

“Of course. But that'd be after the feast I prepared for you.” Our eyes widened with surprise. “A feast?” Alec asked. “Yes.” Mama beckoned. “Come along.” We followed her inside the mansion. It was opulent, like Alec's, with soaring ceilings, double staircase, and a grandfather clock ticking in a corner. In the foyer hung a photo of a man, a woman, and a young boy—strikingly similar to the triplets. “Is that Damian or Nathaniel?” Eloise asked. Alex and I exchanged a knowing glance.

"can you at least keep the two babies, I promise never to appear in Houston in my entire life" The men looked down at Margret, they talked amongst themselves "Miss Owen, we will hand over two of the triplets to you, you have to cooperate with us, you are leaving Houston, tonight and never to return" Margret fainted in the process, she was unaware of what happened afterwards, when Millicent woke up, she discovered that the entire private hospital was empty. "What is happening?" she mumbled. She quickly regained her senses, and was alarmed that outside the hospital was dark, she quickly rushed towards the labour room.

“I just resurrected a witch as powerful as you. Of course, I had measures in place to not destroy every last one of us.” Killian sighed and rolled her eyes before she leaned down in front of me. I saw her through glassy eyes as she picked up my children, still bloody and crying from the stress of childbirth, “Triplets. All boys. Another set of Hale triplets.” She did not sound amused. She sounded like she felt bad for them, but I refused to trust her knowing her intentions with them. “Keep your hands off my babies.” I managed to cough out.

“Let us have even a moment of peace. Protect my children… protect them from harm.” The triplets, oblivious to their mother’s unease, tumbled and played on the courtyard grass, their laughter light, fragile, like birdsong threading through the marble halls. Aria’s heart tried to latch onto that joy, yet it felt impossibly thin. Lyanna, the youngest of the three, darted across the yard, her little hands reaching for the fluttering wings of butterflies that danced in the morning breeze. Her laughter rang like a delicate bell, filling Aria with a fleeting warmth, a reminder of innocence yet untouched by the darkness lurking beyond their walls.