Landlords Little Daughter Novels & Stories

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.

Immediately Layo and his mother left, my mother got up, dusted her flat shoes and wore them while adjusting her side bag. She left without uttering a word. I went inside the kitchen and boiled water to make tea. After taking the tea I made, I took a bath and cooked lunch. I was about going to the bar when our landlord walked in. Our landlord is a huge bearded man in his late sixties. He is dark and always gave a hard look. He loves wearing an overall black gown which covered the soles of his feet. The toddlers and children in the neighborhood flee at the sight of him. They called me the ‘Devil.’. He barely smiled and had only few acquaintances. He is old and unmarried. “Good morning Oga Land

'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?"

The man had asked. My heartbeat intensified. I was over the moon. He fucking thought me to be pretty. Papa chuckled and circled his arm around my shoulder. “This is my daughter, Kiera. She is in college. Kiera, this is Clint Homer. A club member and now an investor in my company.” They cheered for that, clinking their glasses. “Clint Homer,” I murmured. Testing the name on my tongue. “Well, it is nice to meet you Kiera.” He put out his hand for a handshake and I tentatively took it. “You have such a beautiful name.”

I know you're busy so I wouldn't want to bother you…. "Ah no, I insist. You're the newest daughter in Law to the Clawson family, I ought to take good care of you. I know Lance has been very busy recently so I wouldn't mind taking care of you on his behalf so you don't get left behind in the thrill of Salt Lake City" He said with a charming smile and Sapphire felt her resolve melt. "Alright. Fine" From a distance Brenda could see both of them laughing and talking. She scoffed and looked at Lance who was busy talking to some important guests.