Penthouse Novels & Stories

He runs his hand over my waist so I can be closer to him. “What you bought an apartment in Panama last month, you are now officially loco my friend!!!” I say, throwing my hands up in the air in defeat When the elevator doors open on the twenty-second floor, I am stunned by the luxury. It is a duplex penthouse, but it seems less of a building and more of a house. The large living room is light grey with a huge L-shaped brown velvet sofa that faces the large TV nailed to the wall. The room extends to the front of the building overlooking the vastness of the sea. A small kiosk has been added to it.

I don't know, I think I'll continue to fvck this life. He pulled up to a building, and my brows shot up. Condo? Yeah, no. Scratch that. This wasn’t just a condo. The place screamed money. We stepped into a private elevator, and as we rode up, I kept my arms crossed, wary but too exhausted to overthink. When the doors slid open, my breath hitched. This wasn’t just some random apartment. It was a goddamn penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across the entire living room, revealing a breathtaking view of the city. The morning sun spilled through, casting golden light over sleek furniture and polished marble floors.

— — — I’ve only ever imagined what the place Liam calls home would look like. Turns out, it’s a penthouse — of course it is — high up in one of those glass-and-steel towers in the better part of New York. The kind of building that has a doorman who calls Liam Mr. Calloway and nods at me with the faintest smirk, like he knows something I don’t.

"Try not to hack the hotel’s security while I’m gone. It’s a chore to apologize to the management." ​I didn't wait for Marcus to open my door. I climbed out and walked into the hotel, my head held high even as my knees felt like jelly. The penthouse was a sprawling, three-story monument to excess. It was all white marble, gold accents, and floor-to-ceiling glass that looked out over a Central Park that seemed miles away. It was beautiful. It was a cage.

With these helicopters, life is quite easy, so much fun. Adrian takes me by the wrist and leads me towards the entrance of this glamorous penthouse. It's much more beautiful than the ones I've been seeing online, a special architectural design with golden light shining from inside, portraying an effect which is grand and unique. The green environment surrounding it makes this place fit to be called a park. "You want to keep my visit a secret from your parents, right?" "Yeah," he accepts with a nod of his head. "Wouldn't they know with all of these guys witnessing our visit?"

"So is someone coming to fix this?" "Yes, He should be here soon. Just keep a towel under there until he does."I got to my feet."I can have you moved to a different suite if you like?" "No, I'll stay. I won't be here at the hotel much longer anyway. I bought a house, I'm just waiting to sign the papers." A house!! I expected maybe he would buy a luxury apartment but never a house. That's not really him. He always explained that living in an apartment was more him, houses were for families. He has Penelope mow.. maybe he's thinking about her needs over his.

Miss always busy with work is hanging up her stilettos and spoiling her man! The elevator opens on the thirty fifth floor. Directly to his penthouse that is filled with dark green walls. Dark woods and floor to ceiling windows with a view of the skyline. A perfect bachelor pad. I can’t wait to renovate it. I take off my heels walking inside to hear moaning coming from within his home.

With these helicopters, life is quite easy, so much fun. Adrian takes me by the wrist and leads me towards the entrance of this glamorous penthouse. It's much more beautiful than the ones I've been seeing online, a special architectural design with golden light shining from inside, portraying an effect which is grand and unique. The green environment surrounding it makes this place fit to be called a park. "You want to keep my visit a secret from your parents, right?" "Yeah," he accepts with a nod of his head. "Wouldn't they know with all of these guys witnessing our visit?"

“Adequate, meaning that you think it’s overpriced.” “I didn’t say that,” he stated and handed the phone back to her. “I know seven and a half million is a lot, but it’s a steal because it’s on the fifteenth floor. The building is twenty floors so this penthouse has a good view. And there is a doorman and someone at the front desk twenty-four hours a day and twenty-four hour maintenance.” “Meaning there are HOA fees,” he stated flatly. “Well, yes, but it sounds like it might be worth it,” she said lightly.

**** In a Penthouse Office Overlooking Manhattan. High above the noise and chaos of the city, Asher Kingsley stood in his penthouse office, the expansive view of Manhattan spread out before him like a kingdom he commanded. His expression was as cold and unyielding as the steel and glass that made up the skyscrapers around him. As the heir to Kingsley Enterprises, Asher had been groomed to take on the weight of the family empire, and he bore it with the calm detachment of someone who had long accepted his fate.