Novel & Cerita Kamar Mandi Orang Kaya

I ask as I will not be changing my clothes unless I am putting on something worth my yearly savings. "Come with me," he says. I look around the hall and notice that Marcus is quite busy having another argument with a group of his relatives. Guess he forgot about me already. I nod and follow his rich brother out of the hall. He leads me down an hallway and up a staircase. We bypass more servants and I start wondering just how many he has. After a few strides down a corridor he stops in front of a white door that he opens with a code. The inside of the room steals my breathe. It's an excessively opulent bedroom, with a bed big enough to fit half a dozen elephants. The rest of the furniture is

I walked into the mansion, standing awkwardly at the entrance, the lady looks at me "come in miss" She says, still smiling at me and i walked in fully to the house *I was busy admiring the outdoor, inside the house was magnificent and so much more beautiful, definitely more beautiful than the outside * Okay this man has really good taste, everything in here was exquisite "Sorry, please where is my room?!" I asked her and she gestures for me to follow her, we walk upstairs to the hallway *Rich people really do live rich*

Emma nodded and headed to the bathroom, feeling grateful for Morris' kindness. She opened the door to the luxury space. Due to her drunken state last night, she hadn't taken the time to study interior design. The bathroom was a sight to behold. It was a large, spacious room with marble floors and walls. The room was well-lit with bright lights, which added to its beauty. In one corner of the room, there was a large bathtub made of white porcelain, and besides it was a glass shower with multiple showerheads.

It was… a bathing room. A ridiculously huge, luxurious bathing room. Marble floors. Dim golden lights hanging from ornate fixtures. The center of the space was taken up by a round sunken tub that looked like a damn pool. Steam curled up from the surface, scenting the air with lavender and sandalwood. I blinked. Seriously? This was it? After all that suspense—sneaking around like a fucking thief in the night, heart racing—I’d found Lorenzo’s… spa? I let out a breath, disappointed. "Fucking rich people," I muttered under my breath. Of course this bastard would need a secret bath. He probably couldn’t stand using the same water as his staff.

When the doors opened, Liam stepped into a sprawling, minimalist paradise, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city, black marble floors, and the faint scent of sandalwood and power. "Mr. Hargrove?" Liam called out, voice echoing. "I’m here for the portrait session. The door was open per your instructions." No answer. He wandered deeper, past a massive living room with a single leather couch that probably cost more than his entire apartment. A half-empty glass of amber liquid sat on the kitchen island. Then he heard it, the sound of running water. The shower. Of course. Rich people and their dramatic timing.

“I've heard s o many good things about you two. Welcome!” The place was a nice family home, separated i n condos. They had one condo set up for the Mobareks. The place was decorated i n the purest Moroccan style, with beautiful red carpets, furniture with striped upholstery and asian motives. A huge King size bed with terracotta covers and luxurious lamps all over the room. A beautiful place. “Would you like t o dive into the adventure already? Or would you like t o take a break?” Asked Dr. Kaibah a s h e put the last of the just arrived bags o n the floor.

He wasn't just wealthy , he was filthy rich. I stepped back inside, unzipped the ruined dress, and let it pool at my feet. I walked straight into the attached bathroom, which was an absolute paradise of white marble, a deep soaking tub, and a massive glass walk-in shower. I stripped off my remaining clothes, dropped my towel, and stepped into the warm water.

Numerous uniformed men and women were seen cleaning with strange appliances that I never expected to see before I died. Those are the appliances that are expensive and limited in the market; only wealthy people can afford them. Aside from that, every corner of the house is filled with high-quality and expensive chocolates that she was sure she couldn't find in Pearl City. “The owner of this place isn't just rich, he's stupid rich,” I whispered to myself, stopping when I heard Judeo chuckling again. “Y-You heard that?” I instantly panicked, “I swore I whispered it to myself, you have sharp hearing,”

With Brady holding her hand, Kaida stepped into Meath Mansion and through an elegant foyer. The breath backed up in her lungs as she glanced around. The whole place screamed something courtesy of Daddy Warbucks. From the winding marble staircase to the vaulted ceiling to the crystal chandelier, it oozed money. Boatloads. Old and new fortune. It was like standing in a museum with the art pieces and fancy vases. And just as cold. Everywhere she turned, there were hallways and rooms off the entryway.

Apparently it was no longer the same as it was before, the mansion was now larger as it had been expanded after the owner bought the other two mansions next door for expansion. It was rumoured to have uncountable number of rooms from indoor tennis courts, indoor theatre, party rooms, spa room, libraries, soccer ground etc and many more. Heck the place at about a hundred people assigned to look after it from maids, waiters, butlers etc. However the garage was another grand thing as it had cars that many people dreamed in their unimaginable dreams. The swimming pools, the Jacuzzi, it was the dream home. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our humble billion dollar abode." I, Nathan Curtis Silver