Novel & Cerita My Humble Abode

Least of all me. ---

I couldn't bear to watch them suffer anymore, so I lied and said one of my relatives had a cheap apartment and invited them to move in and share the rent with me. In truth, this apartment had been a graduation gift from my parents. It was right next to where we worked, only a five-minute walk away, in a prime location, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, and there was never any worry about renting it out. My parents had taught me from a young age not to flaunt wealth, so I hadn't revealed that I was the landlord. I had only charged each of them 200 dollars in rent, with utilities and property fees all included.

Johanna's heart seemed to be touched by something, and her nose even felt a little sour. "That's settled then." Abigail got up and went out. After getting on the car, she opened her phone and found a house from her collection of assets that was the smallest in size and located in the city center. This is a small apartment located on the Sunshine Coast, fully furnished, with an area of 90 square meters. The entrance password should be 101010. Several grandfathers often give her houses, and for her convenience to remember, the passwords are all set to this.

"Forgive me, please." Waking with a jolt, I sucked down the fresh air from my apartment, looking around the tired and worn down room I called home, suddenly feeling so grateful for where I am, what I have, and the air in my lungs. 'It was just a dream,' I mused, snapping closed the book I had fallen asleep reading. As if on cue, I heard the door to the apartment across the hall open; shaking off the remnants of a bad dream, I was at the door just as a little knock came from the other side of the flimsy wood. "Miss Abigail,"

"Where you going, sweetheart" Turning around I face his grinning face "I don't know" "Well there's a hotel you can go to" a wide grin on his face 15 minutes later "You have to be shitting me," I say rolling my eyes "Hey there are creeps out there and this humble hotel is safe," he says still grinning "Humble for fuck sake it's a palace," I say looking at him with shock on my face. This place is beautiful and this man said 'humble' aggh rich people.

Hilda was still working on the project and so it was inevitable that she had to register her home address and associated information. I can't believe Hilda's home address is Taadi City, Maple Road 18, that Imperial Villa. Mr. Adams was stunned to silence, and his eyes popped wide open in shock. The Imperial?! Am I mistaken?! The Imperial is a legend among wealthy people. I heard that one of the elders from the one of the big Family planned to buy a villa in the Imperial. However, he did not succeed in purchasing one because the houses were priceless, and they were unavailable on the market.

Even though she knew who was behind it, she wanted confirmation. ABHAYA dozed off in the room that Theon had brought her. It is said to be the man's great grandmother's house. Mansion refers to a large house. Because she was lazy, she no longer inquired about its family history. What mattered to her, the bed was too tired to sleep.

The utilitarian cotton garments got to rest on the hemp rug, which had black block letters, featuring the slogan, ‘You are now a doormat. The people inside this house will walk all over you.’ Bloody marvellous. At least these guys had a sense of humour, I thought. Getting down on all fours, against my better judgement, I waited. Then I waited a bit more. It wasn’t long before I felt my temper begin to rise. Whoever the assholes were in this house, they’d better make damn sure I was restrained by the time they let me inside, else they’d be lucky if they retained the use of some of their more important limbs and organs.

Coming to point. " For what do I owe the pleasure of having a man such as yourself here...Mr?" " Abelardo" He completes for me. And his name alone justified his title. It felt so heavy. I nod completeing my sentence. " Mr Abelardo?" He keeps staring at me. To finally nod. " Business Viper. What else?" " By the way a nice place you got here.It may seem like home to some homeless rogues out there who die before they can even shift."

Yup, I know I shouldn't be thinking like that. But, boy, if I wasn't shocked. I mean, with the way that he carried himself; I wasn't expecting him to be living in a flat like this. It was small, cozy place with one room, a kitchen and a bathroom, all of which were on the three sides of the living room. The fourth side was the main door, where we were standing. Yup, it was small and cozy...but, it was...messy and dirty and it didn't at all seem like a place where Noah could be living. My attention was diverted, when I heard him gasping, "Why are you judging my poor, humble abode?"