My Property Isn't Normal Novels & Stories

” With that, he wiped my tears and went back to the stove to stir the rice. I heard what he said, but it did little to comfort me. No one could stop Jarren if he put his mind to going. Not for the first time, my not being normal was causing problems for us. It was difficult, and even though I knew everyone would tell me it wasn’t, I couldn’t help but think this was my fault.

I was really pissed, but on dealing with important clients, we had to be as polite as not to lose them or have them ruin our image with bad comments on social media platform, because if that happened, we would loose enough sponsors, public support, and customers. He had gotten into a fight with Roderigo after he got violent with me for asking him out and calling security on his refusal to leave the building. I came back to myself and immediately, ideas started to rush through my head one after the other. "Trixie, I need you to make me a 10:00 o'clock appointment tomorrow with the new chairman of zilak promotion enterprise." I said as soon as Trixie picked up the call. She has been one loyal

he demands but I could see he was scared "Casey are you out of your mind? You deserve jack! Even if I could give you the property I would not. I cannot give it to you I am not the sole owner I need Miss Greens signature and to do that she would have to be in America. I could call her and let her know you trying to sell her property. I should also tell her you have been living there rent free for a year and a half not paying for water or electricity. And the monthly maintenance is about 1 million pounds amount and I forgot to include the maids, gardeners, chefs and bodyguards which I paid for that's another million pounds so your total is 2 million but what about the fact that you want to buy

he said. I picked up the contract, throwing him a side eye. I didn't trust a word he said. I read the contract for loopholes until I finally found it. A dark chuckle slipped past my lips. I slammed the contract down on the table. "I'm not like your silly little henchmen. This contract says I'll be your property for fifteen years. Must have been a nice thought, right? To label me as property of Vittore Martinelli. It says nothing about the old contract being null. I'd still be mafia property hence once again, yours. I'm not naïve. I know the only way out of a mafia is death. I don't need your bogus contract. I'm getting out of here myself," I said my British accent thick.

Same as always. Home.

“They can’t do anything to me though, they won’t dare offend my dad.” “No, but it’ll still affect Esteban. That’s their goal,” Kelsey said. Jenna looked around in awe. “Who owns this secret mansion?” “Norman,” Bruce said. Jenna snorted. “Why would I stay on his property when my husband can build ten of them?” Bruce glanced at Archie and frowned. “You should be the one to settle this, Archie. This shouldn’t be happening.” Norman ignored them, focused on his laptop. Jenna shrugged. “Well, I’m going to unpack,” she said and went upstairs.

Did not calculate or qualify or ask me to walk him through the reasoning. "I have a property," he said. "Private. Outside territorial boundaries. It is not in any official record because it was acquired personally rather than through the territory's administrative channel. Nobody in the council structure knows it exists." He was already reaching for his phone. "I have used it once, for a different kind of situation. It has full security, and it is staffed by two people who have worked for me for a decade and who I trust completely." "How long to arrange it?"

I said through gritted teeth. “No need to be so hostile now Giovanni Romano.” She said and then walked closer to me. My men immediately brought out their guns and aimed at her , her men did same . “Oh please , I’m not here for a bloodshed , at least not yet.” She said and handed me a document. “That is the legal document stating I own the lands on which this mansion was built , which technically makes me the owner of the mansion.” She said and smirked . I threw the paper to the ground .

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