Novel & Cerita Landlords Little Daughter

⚠️⚠️ Author Note ⚠️⚠️ Hello everyone. This is the last chapter of The Lovable daughter. I would like to thank all of you for the amazing support and the amazing reviews. Don’t forget to follow me on Instagram. The Heir Mafia boss is already ongoing. It is the third book of The shark mafia boss. It is Gabriel’s story. Amelia is still a secondary character in that book. I hope you enjoyed The Lovable daughter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

I told her about my struggle to get a new place and without wasting any time, she scribbled an address on a piece of paper and asked me to go there. “Tell the landlord you’re from Lexi and that’ll hopefully give you some advantages.” She said and I smiled as we both walked out of the hospital. Boarding a taxi, I went to the address she gave to me and on hearing her name, the landlord immediately became so nice to me. “Lexi is like my own daughter and doing you a favour means I’m also doing her a favour.” He said as we took a tour around the apartment. It wasn’t exactly a small room, it was big enough for me and my child and it was also comfortable and quiet. It had a little garden and the ai

My landlord's name was Leah Burke. She was in her early 20s and had a smoking hot body with delightfully smooth skin. Leah often donned dresses of various designs. Whenever she passed by, I could vaguely see the lacey texture of her underwear. It had been almost a month since I moved in, but she never greeted me whenever we saw each other. She was quite a standoffish beauty. This afternoon, I signed a big business deal. It delighted my boss so much that he had me get off work early as a reward. Little did I expect to see my gorgeous landlord outside my apartment door.

"Get lost! You don't even know where your own daughter lives, and you dare call yourselves parents!" Suddenly, the pregnant woman chimed in, "Is Whitney the previous tenant? The landlord said she owed a month's rent and couldn't be reached, so we took the place." Hearing this, my mother's brows shot up in anger. "She moved out without a word? Well, this was a pointless trip. What an ungrateful daughter!" Just as they were about to leave in a huff, the landlord returned. Upon learning that they were my parents, he immediately began demanding rent. "You need to pay her back rent now. And get her stuff out of here, so it doesn't take up my space!"

Did I forget to tell you that the best part of selling my late parents' house is because Madame Flavia still lives here with her family? Yes, they still live here and I hope they will adapt to living on the street soon because, in two days, the three new landlords will come for their house. One will get it, the poor girl I gave the real documents to yesterday. I couldn't help but pity her because she is like me, 25, maltreated and homeless. Although she paid 50 Euro which I used in getting the cross bag I am having across my chest right now. Walking into the house to take my laptop, I make sure not to make a sound at all.

After what seemed like forever, Antonio finally pulled away from me. As my mind wandered, I remembered the hidden passage, and I pointed toward the wedding photo on the wall, asking him, "How did you discover this?" Antonio pulled me into his arms, his hands gently moving over my body as he spoke. "On the first day I moved in, I accidentally broke that glass. That was when I discovered it. I couldn't believe my room was right next to yours, the room of the raunchy landlady." I froze when I heard his words.

~FLASHBACK PART 1 CONTINUED The landlady was already like a sister to me. She fortunately was a lawyer, so she also helped me in studying and also gave me her old books. She guided me. I was really thankful of her so I ended up telling her my truth in short manner and apologized for telling lie before. Her husband was abroad to work and the floor below the rooftop was for them. The mother daughter stayed and her daughter also respected me as I went to them in weekends also.

'thank you, but what you did was wrong, you think I kidnapped her, no, one of my tenants that occupied a room self-contained apartment, and after some months, he abandoned her in the room and went his way, up til now, we haven't set our eyes on him, and am a mother, I couldn't move away my eyes from her problems, and I can't send her out of my vicinity with her conditions, she was heavily pregnant when her husband left her, and I took all her problems upon me since then, despite I don't know any of our relatives but I made my daughter and not that I don't have, and all my children took her as the last born of my households, but Instead of you to commend me, you came to my house and started t

She had been surprised that the new landlord had the apartment cleaned and fixed and yet didn't raise the rent. Jackie gasped “Unbelievable” “Maybe he's just being generous” Beulah chipped in Jackie snorted, then threw a wink my way. “Generous Landlords don't exist. He probably has a thing for his pregnant tenant. Who knows?” I rolled my eyes, half-smiling. “Shut up Jackie,” I said and twisted the keys. This was it. The Briarwood 2002. Unit 4C. The new home for me and my daughter. Something warm flickered in my chest. The second I pushed the door open, a collective gasp erupted behind me.

I retorted icily, "That land belongs to Aunt Patricia. You have no claim to it." "She only has a daughter! What use does she have for the bounty? My brother is still in the healing ward. If you take the credits and run to another pack, what happens to us? As his brother, I should hold his assets." "That’s a convenient 'plan,'" I said. They were after the redevelopment payout. At that moment, Landon stepped out of the hall. He glared at them. "Look who crawled out of the gutter. Do you want a repeat of the pain I gave you last time? Or would you like a permanent stay in the healing ward with fractured legs?"