Resident 4 Leon Novels & Stories

the assistant replied. Leon nodded thoughtfully. “I need that property. May the best one win.” As they headed toward the office, the driver turned to Leon and said, “Sir, Miss Hart asked me to give this to you.” Leon glanced at the paper bag and pulled out a cute bento box. As he opened it, the warm aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the car and it was accompanied by a pink note. He couldn’t help but smile. While his brothers were unique in their own ways, not reflecting their parents' personalities in any way. Rhys was a careless, lazy boy who wishes for nothing but a luxurious life where he did not have to work for anything. Callum was more into science at this age and his interest chan

After Jimmy's car left the lady's residence, Leon immediately entered the house. He returned to his room and then looked at the CCTV footage in the ladies' room. "You are beautiful, attractive, intelligent, but unfortunately, you are a lecherous woman," Leon muttered when he saw the sexy woman on his cellphone screen. Jessi, still innocent without a single thread, walked closer to the CCTV camera Leon had placed near his lady's favorite painting. "Are you aware of the existence of CCTV?"

“You dress like someone who wants the world to worship her but cries when it doesn’t.” Selene opened her mouth. Closed it. Then opened it again. “Are you calling me dramatic?” “I didn’t call you anything.” Leon denied. “You implied it.” She accused. He turned a corner. “I’m merely observing the fireworks display happening in my passenger seat.” Selene huffed. A second later, she leaned forward. “So… where exactly are we going? Which property?” Leon didn’t answer. “Leon?” Silence. “Leon.” He exhaled. “The penthouse.”

I said, clearly annoyed, and Leon looked at me sharply and said, "You should explain that to your mother when you get home. My duty is to take you home safely. So come along." He turned and walked away, and I walked behind him, watching and admiring his masculine physique as I followed him downstairs. When we arrived at the car park, I saw that Leon had changed his car to his black Lamborghini. "What about your Rolls Royce!?" I asked him as he automatically pulled his car door open. Turning to face me as he towered above me, he said, "It's home." "Do you mean at home in your dad's house or where?" "My house," he said, and I gulped hard.

“It’s in my blood.” Something about the way he said it made my chest tighten. His blood. His world. And for a flickering moment, I wondered if I truly knew everything about the man I was so hopelessly tangled with. Meanwhile, behind us, Brea huffed. “If Leon thinks I’m spending my free time near him, he’s insane.” She walked into her cabin with dramatic flair. “I’m staying here. Period.” Not two minutes later, Leon appeared with his luggage slung over his shoulder. “Well, isn’t this cozy?” His grin widened when Brea groaned. “Guess we’re neighbors.”

"Knock, knock!" Shortly after, he heard knocking on the door and with Leon's permission, Mason entered the room. "Mister Wolf, do you need something?" Mason said respectfully. "Oh, here's the thing," Leon briefly explained the situation. He lived in a mansion and each mansion cost a fortune. Since the one Leon bought was located near the mountain, the mansions near him seemed to be vacant. Hence, Leon intended to instruct Mason to purchase the mansion so that Henry, Sherlyn, Mason, and the others could all move in and take care of one another.

Although he worked and earned a decent living, the driver had enough empathy for the residents—especially the migrants—forced to live in such an environment. He couldn't imagine the health conditions of the inhabitants of this apartment, especially the children with more vulnerable immune systems. "306, not here," Leon said as they reached the third floor after passing seemingly endless staircases. In front of him was only an empty room without a sign, with a rusty doorknob without a key. When opened, the door only revealed a stack of cardboard boxes and cleaning tools that seemed to be used as storage by the manager—whoever that was. "305, this is it," Leon continued the journey and finally

i put my hand in his and we went in together The duplex was nothing I expected It contains 4 bedrooms, a kitchen,Sitting room and 2 bathrooms,one in the master bedroom and one in the guestroom The kitchen is connected to the dining The interior design of the sitting room was simple and comfortable it gives off good vibes "And that all" Leon said looking at me, he took me for a little tour inside our home 'Our home' I smiled and stared at him," Do we live here before my accident? " I can't help but ask

Leon said briefly as the car entered the black iron gate that opened automatically. The house was huge, much larger than Leon's mansion. The architecture was classic European with white pillars and a wide garden in front. A fountain in the middle of the yard sprayed water three meters high. "Don't talk too much. Answer only as needed. Don't tell them about Adrian or Sebastian, and don't ever mention our agreement," he said. I nodded. "I understand." We got out of the car. Leon walked in front of me, and I followed behind like before when I was still a maid. A small white poodle barked softly from inside the house, welcoming Leon's arrival.

I finally heard Tyler start snoring and I pushed his arm off of me and I got up out of bed. I opened the door and I walked down the hallway to the living room. I opened the cabinet in the living room for some reason. I felt like I was just going through the motions. I didn’t really know what I was doing. But I opened the door to the dungeon and I walked down the stairs and through the dungeon until I got to Leon’s cell. He was sitting on the cot with his head in his hands. He stood up when he saw me there and he started trying to say something to me.