Paradise Gentleman Novels & Stories

again. "Annalia Davis," the gentleman greeted. He boldly flaunts his wealth by donning a gray checkered tuxedo and a crimson necktie from a brand renowned for its luxury wares worldwide. When Anna's mouth curled into a charming grin, the man's smile grew wider and showed off his whiter teeth. The man was obviously ecstatic to see the well-known actress and to admire her Venusian beauty, the body of Aphrodite, exquisite dress, and jewels. The woman of his interest.

After a satisfying dinner, Jeffery gave Henry a present and personally escorted him to the Paradise One Villa at the mountainside. Doctor Ferguson wished he could leave with Henry. "This place is so beautiful. When can I have one of these?" At the same time, Sarah was walking in the Paradise Valley, envious. "These are nothing compared to the significant villas in Paradise One at the mountainside. Even the rich can't own one," Lewis said. "Even your family?" "Yup," Lewis said, shaking his head.

A large portrait of an old man hanged between the winding staircase and conspicuous to the vast room. We were greeted by an old gentleman, wore a black tunic, seemed to be my father’s butler, bowed and said, “Welcome Mr. Collins, Luke, and Edward. Come, Mr. Mason is waiting for you in the room.” We were ushered by the butcher and led to a series of doors, that connected to series of vast rooms. Other rooms held a few people, almost my age, sat queitly on the provided chairs. My hands were placed meekly on the sides as I prevented them to break something. Indoor ornamental plants added beautification to the place. I glanced at my shoes and they were dirty, they were out of place. I could not

", Elizabeth said. "Nothing of the sort. This - gentleman - constrained me to ride in his carriage, that is all". "Constrained you!" Patrick took a hasty step forward. She was sorry to have said so much, and added at once, "do not let us be standing here talking about it! I think he is mad". The gentleman gave his low laugh, and produced a snuff box from one pocket, and held a pinch first to one nostril and then to the other. Patrick advanced upon him, and said stormily, "sir, I shall ask you to explain yourself!" "You forgot to tell him that I kissed you, Deliciae", murmured the gentleman. "What?" shouted Patrick. "For heaven's sake be quiet!" snapped his sister. Patrick ignored her. "You w

I heard my name calling me from sleep. I opened my eyes and I saw that it was Jayden who was calling me. I guess we are home already. He left without even saying a word, I came down from the car with my two heels in one of my hand and the other hand was holding my gown. "Woah!!!, What a beautiful sight to behold this night, this is a mansion. The living room was vast, with high ceilings and large windows that overlooked the garden. A fireplace made of marble and adorned with gold trim sat in the center of the room, surrounded by comfortable sofas and chairs

He went straight for his bike which he parked quite a distance from the Ballet Academy and, done wearing his helmet, twisted the key. Shortly, he began his drive out. ~ ~• “Do my eyes deceive me? Doreen Williams?” Mr. Gabriele, the elderly owner of Paradiso Tessestre was visibly shocked once the dark-haired dashing gentleman stepped in. “Sir Gabriele, good evening.” Again the customers dining there received another shock once Doreen leaned in to hug the somewhat short owner. Do they know each other? — they truly do. While Doreen was the full-time President of the biggest entertainment industry In the country and beyond, his real passion was to become an… architect.

In a private room at Paradise Club, a man handed a tablet to the man sitting in the main seat, "Mr. Turner, these are the latest best girls. Take a look and see if there's anyone you like. If there is, I can bring her over to you right now." Eva was the most beautiful top entertainer at Paradise Club. As expected, she sat beside Fred and poured him a glass of alcohol. She had worked in this field for many years. She had met various types of men, from fat men with greasy appearance to elegant business elites. However, compared to those, she preferred men with unique characteristics, like Fred. She felt a different kind of feeling whenever she was with him. She felt he was very dangerous, but

"You're right. I've never wished as much as I do now that Giselle's partner was poor. That way, Giselle would diligently turn on live streams to support her family." "I think that Madam would send you a virtual slap if she saw what you just said. What would make a penniless guy attractive to Madam? She's not a charity." "A penniless guy? Unless it's the kind who's handsome and has a tragic history, I think it's very hard even to imagine it." "Mr. Fordham isn't handsome with a tragic past. He's a winner in life."

About five minutes later, she briskly showed up at the gate with a middle-aged man in a suit. The middle-aged man, with his head full of cold sweat, stretched out his hand respectfully when he saw Philip. “Hello, Mr. Clarke, I'm Anson Goode, the property manager of this community. Welcome to this place. Please follow me.” Philip simply shook hands with the other party and then walked in. It was not until Philip had left that the female attendant came back to her senses. Oh my! He was really the owner of the Bird of Paradise Villa! Earlier, Young Master Dean and the others had actually humiliated the most distinguished owner in the entire community!

He was fairly handsome, with short dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes, he had average muscular built and a soft tan skin. Height wise, he was a few inches taller than Clara. The man clearly had a style as he was seen wearing a white t-shirt and a plain leather jacket with jeans on. It was not exactly the typical street style she expected to see in Paris but she was not complaining. Clara looked up to meet his eyes, his eyes was naturally deep but his gaze was penetrating. He scratched his fingers before walking over to Clara with an eased yet firm gesture. "Pickpockets, there are a few in Paris, you must be more careful, fortunately that rascal was easily scared. Next time, don't make yourself