Resident 4 Leon Novels & Stories

The next morning, Leon left the house earlier than usual. Amber was still asleep when he slipped out, and by the time she woke up, the house was silent. Ma’am Alice told her he had an early appointment. Amber simply nodded, assuming it was work-related but Leon’s day had a very different agenda. ************** Leon’s car pulled up in front of a weathered-looking house. It was Amber's house. He got out of the vehicle and stood in front of the building, adjusting his cufflinks.

… Leon did not return to his previous villa after he left Shamrock Heights, but he headed in a direction that not even Kayson would predict. Not long after, Leon stopped before a huge door and called out rudely, “Where are the members of Admiralporium? Come and receive my arrival!” Leon had actually headed to Admiralporium!

The driver pulled up to the curb outside a glass building that looked like it had never known dust. Giant block letters read MIDDAY LIVE WITH CHLOE KENT — bold, polished, merciless. I wiped my palms against the soft linen of my cream skirt. “You okay?” Leon asked, voice low and smooth beside me. He looked unfairly calm in that navy suit — the kind of man who could walk into a room and have it kneel. I gave him a thin smile. “Define okay.”

She said. She picks her phone and dialled Kelvin's number again but it wasn’t connecting. "Fuck Kelvin, where are you!" she cursed. "Leon where are we?" I asked as our car drove into a very big and beautiful estate. "Our new home," he said. "There are rumours that Mavis Leonel lives in one of the most expensive estates in the country and he owns it. Don’t tell me….this….this is…." "Yes….. Mrs Leonel…." He said and entangled my hands in his. My little hand fit perfectly.

If there had been sunlight at that moment, she might have seen from their shadows that the man behind her had his hands slightly raised, as if ready to catch her at any time. Angela paused in the middle of the small courtyard. She wanted to take a proper look at the place Leon had lived in for four months. The place had four single-story rooms, old in appearance but impeccably kept. Even the tiles of the washstand beneath the eaves looked spotless at a glance. The soap, toothbrush, and towels were arranged in exactly the same order as when Leon lived at Crestwood Heights. Her father once said something that fit Leon perfectly: “Memory is made up of events, but it can’t change the core of a p

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“Are you blind? I just brought home a wolf cub.” “A wolf cub? You mean a dog? But Monk is male—he can’t give birth.” I shot Leon a colder look. Why was he so insensitive? Why was he talking about Monk, my dog? I was talking about Nick. “Who else is the new resident in this house besides Nick?” Leon looked slightly startled. “Boss, isn’t it excessive to call him a wolf cub? He’s a human child. And you’ve never even hired a designer for your own clothes. Why go through the trouble for Nick? You’re spoiling him.”

he said to me before pressing a button that I didn't notice at all. As soon as he pressed the button,the wall of the other side of the kitchen opened and I saw another entrance.I looked at him in confusion and he nodded before walking to the entrance. I followed him inside too and were in another place.I was surprised,this place looked different from the old wooden house we came in from. In here was a big compound with mansion and the environment was so neat and decorated with beautiful flowers. "This is one of Leon's property bought with another name,we brought him here so no one will find out where he is for now till he recovers well"he said to me and I nodded before following him inside.

Reynold Corporation “I’ve found out where Leon’s staying, but there’s a problem—he’s from Country H,” Melvin said with a bitter smile. If they stormed into the residence of a foreign national, it could easily spiral into an international incident. The only real solution was to lure Leon out of his house. Zachary’s expression was grim. “One of my men said Leon recently brought a psychologist into his villa. That same doctor escaped and ran into us. The guy nearly got himself killed.”

No, Leon was too rugged for polished. If there was a word to describe him it would have to be another. When he sat down and revved a nearly silent engine I looked to him, looking guiltlessly away only when he caught me. I had nothing to say, and it would be a long drive from here to downtown Miami, so I looked around me through my peripherals and saw nothing but luxury black interior with state of the art upholstery and machinery. It was grand, it was, and I felt unnervingly out of place.