Sex Mansion Novels & Stories

“But if he is hurting you, Gi…maybe it’s time to rethink this marriage? Nothing is worth risking your happiness, baby girl. Not even love, however deep it may run.” The truth of those words was going to haunt me, I knew that. But I can’t think about this right now. Not when our car pulled outside the massive gates that led to Maximus’s stunning neoclassical mansion. “Wow…I took him more for a penthouse kind of guy,” Teresa murmured. I had to agree—Maximus seemed more like the type to live in a sleek bachelor pad, I guess I was wrong. A very sophisticated, middle-aged woman, probably the housekeeper, ushered us to the informal sunken lounge by the pool. It was gorgeous out here.

She read the list out loud. "Maisie's dowry, 150 million dollars! A manor at Northhall Bay, three luxury apartment units in Orville District, along with five shops, including a gold dealership, a ceramic pottery store, a cafe, an antique shop, a beauty salon, and a restaurant. "Sapphire's dowry, 150 million dollars! A manor at Northhall Bay, three luxury apartment units in Orville District, and three shops. One car, a jewelry shop, an entertainment center, a yoga center, an antique shop, and a cafe.

It’s a mansion really, built on several levels on the side of one of Wellington’s hills, with a billiard room, a theater room, a huge pool, and three separate apartments that Saxon, Damon, and I used to live in while we were at university. I’ve always loved it here, but today it brings me no pleasure to see the fine furnishings and numerous rooms. It feels wrong to be surrounded by such opulence when Alice has left me because she feels it’s the only option when she doesn’t have the money to solve her problems. We go into the main living room and discover that everyone else is already here—Saxon, Catie, my dad’s twin brother, Brandon, his wife Jenny, their daughter, Kennedy, her husband, Jack

I wasn't staring" She lied and argued, staring back at him. He shook his head and sighed. Emma's POV Finally, we are in Ethan's Mansion. His mansion is located around the upscale area of NY. This neighbourhood is known for luxury Estates. Only the rich live here. His mansion has a beautiful drive-in from the front gate which had a very strict security system. There was no one at the gate. It is a remote control gate. With security cameras fixed at four different angles. The drive-in was long but beautiful. There is a security office along the driveway on the left side. I could see two security men stationed There. There are beautiful trees planted on each side of the road. And I could see st

Gaia POV. “Ok, that’s the last of it.” Gabe says from the hallway in our new home. Selene and Xena went to Dark Moon to collect are things. Mainly clothes and our ID. The mansion is beautiful. The mansion is a blank canvas. The walls are white, sleek, and modern. The flooring is white marble with swirls of black on each slab. The living room is fully furnished with comfy, soft chenille sofas in a pale grey. A large 75 inch TV is hung above the fireplace. Area rugs in grey on the floor.

*HEIR OF RUSSO GROUP, DAMIAN RUSSO, GETS ENTANGLED WITH HENRY REYNOLDS’ MYSTERIOUS DAUGHTER IN A PRIVATE PROPOSAL* Scrolling through the comments under the post, my eyes widened as I read them. *Heard the mystery daughter isn’t that mysterious. She tours clubs and pops shit. See.* A picture of me at one of the clubs was attached to the text. *Her family’s broke. What to do now if not suck up to a rich suitor?* *Haven’t you guys heard that Henry’s wife was a nobody before they married? She even slipped at one of their fancy dinners and lost her baby, lol*

Chapter 3 ROSE'S POINT OF VIEW I swirled the champagne in my crystal flute, watching the bubbles dance. Victory tasted sweet, just like I'd imagined all these years. The living room of my penthouse apartment overlooked the city where I'd spent twenty years pretending to be the perfect adopted daughter, the loving sister, the supportive friend. What a joke. "To freedom," I whispered to my reflection in the window. The woman staring back at me smiled, perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect lies. Just like always.

I open my eyes. The mansion rises before me, vast, its gates breathing menace. And yet...my blood hums. This is the place. My vision wraps around me, pulling threads of confirmation through the air. Yes. This is where Damien and Jaxon lives? This was their pack and definitely where Celeste stays .. impressive, her greediness is the same as Blackfang's. My heart seizes, then steadies. I peel back the few crumpled dollar notes I managed to keep hidden in my ragged clothes and shove them into the driver’s hand. His brows rise, but he doesn’t ask questions. Smart man.

The car pulled into a big gigantic mansion inside the estate , The moment the car stopped , the door to her side suddenly opened . Melissa stepped out of the car holding on to her purse tightly . So many thoughts went through her from what she had just seen , she didn’t need anyone to tell her that the man that was her husband is a very rich man , just from the compound alone , she could tell that he was so fucking rich Melissa walked behind the man whom she knew , she knew that there was nothing that she could do at this moment than to be the obedient wife that she was going to be . When she got into the house , she couldn’t help but voice the way the house was so dark .

her partner said in return, sipping from her wine, "She's already a walking ghost. She's nothing compared to our queen, Isabella." another said, "yeah, I really like Isabella. She keeps it real, and stays classy while at it." "tell me about it."