Landlords Little Daughter Novels & Stories

"Lulu, we're being rude. Why don't we just leave?" "Not before I tell each and every person here not to buy this fugly ass house. Daddy would be shocked to know how much these wannabes are trying to get!" I realized belatedly that the woman, Lulu, was the daughter of one of the biggest real estate developers in the world. The two of them brushed past us. Nick looked apologetic while Lulu stormed by as if we were part of the furniture; they both continued bickering as they went. "Please tell me I did not just brush arms with Nick Morgan," I all but squealed to Mandy.

Luke firmly voiced his decision. Jessica looked like she had a headache, but then she answered again, “If you don't give me the land, then who will receive the land from you? I'm your only child, remember?” It was as if Luke had forgotten that he only had one daughter, but perhaps that wasn't true because the old man still managed to shrug his shoulders before replying, “I remember I only have you as my child, so I'll ask your mother to sell the land and use the money for charity if you can't give me a grandchild before I die.”

said the landlord, a cigarette dangling from his lips and flip-flops smacking against the concrete. "But Aziel seems like a decent guy. He hardly raises his voice. I doubt there's anything shady about him." The jingling bunch of keys on his belt marked the landlord, Kit Berrycloth, as a relocated Grindham resident. He frowned at Landon. "You really lent him money?" Landon wasn't used to neighborhoods like this. From the moment he stepped inside, he looked pale, as if enduring the stench with effort. Yet, polite as always, he didn't complain. He simply nodded.

Maybe I hid it too well. My phone vibrates on the cushion beside me. Grandma Pei. ​I answer without thinking. “Hey.” “You didn’t call me back yesterday,” she says, her voice layered with faint irritation. “I hope you’re eating well.” “I ate,” I lie. “Good.” She pauses only a second before continuing, “I arranged something for you.” I exhale slowly. “Grandma…” “You’re thirty-one.” Her tone sharpens. “It’s time to settle down. I found a very suitable woman for you. Her name is Lola Campbell.”​

I said, my voice shaking. “Listen to me! I’ve been your landlord for a long time, and I know who your mother was… a fucking prostitute! Like mother, like—” Before he could finish, Cale barged in. The air in the room seemed to explode. He attacked the landlord, landing a devastating punch squarely on the man’s jaw. Mr. Miller hit the ground with a thud. Slade, Rachel, and Flora rushed into the bedroom as people crowded the doorway, whispering in shock.

Lilian I followed silently though I really wanted to find out about what was going on in the neighborhood. Another shot went out again followed by screamings and ass kickings. We listened camly from our hiding until the men walked out completely from the place. I left my half-sister inside and stepped out alone. I only found a weeping neighbor's young daughter who related the information to me. Earlier last month, the lessor had increased the rent but the leasee insisted on paying up with the previous rent.

Holden has to hurry up with Don Meyos daughter. She scoffs. “I already know that, but her parents land isn't.” I massage my temples. “What has this got to do with anything?” “I want to expand and her parents own one thousand acres of land in Alabama.” “So what?” I ask. “I need the land for my business it can even increase the mafia's profits.” This time I'm the one who scoffs. “Thank you for the offer but we're fine.” She rolls her eyes. “Is this the leader of B-T-13 talking or Maya's husband,” she asks her gaze firm. “Both.”

I grab her arm just in time. “I swear to God, Emilia, your sister is lucky she left when she did. Who even does that? She had me naming babies. I was looking at strollers. I cried at a diaper commercial yesterday.” “I know, I know, she’s unhinged,” I pant, still clutching her arm like it’s a bomb fuse. “But can we please not destroy anything that costs more than my phone bill? Also, minor detail — she’s our landlord now. And she’s tripling the rent.”

Another Lady said again. Lucy calmed down after hearing the other lady words, yes by her identity, she was the daughter of the most successful man in the whole federation, but that was not all, because few people knew that she was not really a daughter to the successful man, and funny enough, she cannot access any of the asset that belonged to the family.

“The Miami project has been losing money for three months. I will go there and fix it.” In my past life, my father took the trust fund my mother left me, and all of it ended up in Seraphina's pocket. When things got bad, I asked her for fifty thousand dollars. She laughed and transferred thirty thousand with a note that said her sister loved her. I learned my lesson, and I refused to make the same mistake again.