Sans House 소설 & 이야기

I frowned as I looked at it, the Hansens usually renovate their homes every single year. But the mansion looked like it could use a fresh coat of paint. There was no security guard, and the gate wasn’t even locked. The flowers in the garden were completely dead and looked like they had been for years. The grass had weeds and it needed serious trimming. Conan is a neat freak and can’t even tolerate even the smallest imperfections. The fact that he comes back to a house like this is truly shocking. I went to the secret spot and took the key and opened inside.

“Honestly? I didn’t think you owned more shoes than me.” He glanced down at his polished sneakers. “Hey, these are practical.” “Practical?” she teased. “You have more cars than I have socks.” He chuckled, motioning her inside. “Come on. You’re embarrassing me in front of my butler.” Inside, the house was sleek and modern with white walls, high ceilings, and furniture that looked more like art than something you’d sit on. Naya turned in a slow circle. “This doesn’t even feel real.”

I took off my sunglasses and stared at the lake, ringed by snowy peaks, then drew in a slow breath. "Matteo, I don't have a home anymore." Matteo scoffed, something deadly flashing in his eyes. "Non preoccuparti. As long as I'm still breathing, you've got a home here. In this place, no one lays a hand on you or Luna." Later that night, after I'd tucked Luna in, I played the recording for Matteo. When it was over, he stayed quiet, cleaning his gun as the steel gleamed cold in his gaze.

“The marriage is not going well, I hear. Ava Moretti has frequent public breakdowns. Leo’s been torpedoing major deals because of her. The family is hemorrhaging money.” I put down the pen. “How did Don Marco handle it?” “He stripped Leo of his heir status three months ago. Now he just manages the family’s low-level businesses.” Sophia continued, “Also, rumor is Ava fell down a flight of stairs and had a miscarriage. The doctors say she probably can’t have children now.” I stood and walked to the window. News from Chicago was always so entertaining. “Is there anything else?” “Your husband is back.” The door opened. Julian walked in, followed by our son, Adrian.

“Come. Not exactly one of your fancy suites, but it’ll have to do.” Jim’s eyes widened in fake horror, making her chuckle. She opened the door and let the dog in first, signaling Jim to keep quiet as they walked in. Jim looked around, that place he’d seen in so many pictures and videos. The house was a small square split in half. The front half was a single room with the dining area the front door opened to, and the kitchen on the left. In the middle of the house was the only bathroom and a tiny space of a couple of square feet for the doors to the bedrooms to open, and the back half was the two bedrooms, wall to wall, their doors only inches apart.

Maira then walked out leaving behind Celestine who was having complicated feelings. Brothel attracts people who had a burning fire called lust. Now her life was caged by a lustful devil. So many questions raised in her tiny head but there was no answer to them. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Mom, its time to leave this smelly village." Amanda said while sitting beside her mother. "But your father will not agree and besides we don't have enough money to buy a new home." Julie stopped applying nail paint and looked at her daughter. "Dad can live here. As for money, I will take care of that." Amanda munched on a bowl of crisps.

Why I'll probably die in this house, alone. Jaxon has a wife, and three sons.

Isa was left behind as he gave some instructions to the men. … The reporters rushed toward us when they saw us. And I could see the broad smile on Sofia's face. It was irritating. “What a nerve you have!“ Sofia's voice could be heard clearly. “Didn't I tell you that I own the house?“ “We are going to leave the house for now,” Dad said calmly. I did not even know if there was any other place to go. Sofia had transferred even Dave's house to herself. The reporters could not let that piece of information escape them. “Are you really going to leave, Mr. Daniels? This has been your house for so long.

I’ll finish the game first and come to the hospital later. The call disconnected. Each beep felt like something inside me breaking. When no one loves you, even dying wouldn’t matter to anyone. By the time I left the hospital, it was already evening. I called Ronan, wanting to talk about the divorce. He didn’t answer. Then suddenly my phone flooded with notifications from a group chat. I opened it. Brynn had posted a video. Ronan was at a karaoke bar named Nocturne, singing a love song to her.

“And I will stay there for a while.” She nearly choked. “Stay at his house?” Elijah nodded. “As protection.” I almost fell over. Stay at my house?! Kara looked equally shocked. “You realize you’re going to need an explanation for why Henry disappeared.” “I’ll think of one.” “That’s not a plan.” “It’s a future plan.” “That’s literally not how planning works.” He snorted. Kara pinched the bridge of her nose. Somehow, she looked exhausted. Then her expression softened. “How did he react?”