Spoiler Penthouse 3 Novels & Stories

He glances out the window as the car climbs toward the penthouse district. She asks, very well where are we going exactly I know we are going uptown but where and what are your plans? What is expected of me? She asks in all earnestness genuinely curious about the what his plans are. As the car drives through the city, Glass towers reflect neon against darkening sky. Val’s penthouse overlooks everything-a kingdom of concrete and ambition. He keeps her hand in his as he answers her questions. The Residences at Rainier Square 58th floor the penthouse. My place has a view that’ll make you forget why you were ever nervous. Plans? Ummm I suppose we start with dinner, conversation. A guest room is

Lor‌enzo tur‍ned to me. "‍Ge⁠t​ in the car." "W⁠here are we go‍ing?" "B‍ack to t⁠he Tower," Lorenz‍o said. "The E⁠state is compromis​ed.‍ It’s a crime scene. We operate from‍ the Pentho​use now." The Penthouse. 8:00 PM. The ri​de back‍ was s‌il‍ent. Lorenzo stared out the window,​ wa‌tch⁠ing the city lights blur.

This top floor of ‘Amor Palace’ was consisting of only 2 penthouses, each of which occupied half of entire floor, one penthouse belonged to Ethan knight while another one was of some billionaire from foreign country. As Ethan reached near his door, he merely press his right hand thumb finger on small finger print scanner mincing that was attached in place of lock to unlock his door. Once in “LIGHTS” Ethan said in his growling voice and his entire penthouse got lighted in bright pearl white lights but Ethan didn’t even bothered to spare glance at it, he simply moved towards his master bedroom and straight into shower room. Ethan took long hot shower bath to relax his aching muscle from last p

Madelyn leaned in, her eyes as wide as coconuts. "Penthouse, to be precise," Aeliana corrected. "He did this for me too," she said, showing her wrist covered in gauze. "Oh my god..." Madelyn breathed heavily. "I can't believe this," "Yeah, to be honest!" Aeliana exclaimed. "Me neither! 'Cause you know where his penthouse is!?" She asked, raising her voice. Gulping, Madelyn looked at her. "Where?" She whispered, eyes wide as plates.

Martin told her Stephanie smiled beautifully and kissed him, “Thank you!” “Anything for you!” Martin said to her as she hugged him tightly They spent 2 hours visiting the three penthouse and Stephanie told Martin she liked the last one, the one near Golden Gate. It was a three story penthouse, has an elevator and huge outdoor area, swimming pool on the second floor and garden on the top. It is bigger than their current penthouse.

“And the most interesting part about it is that it has its kitchen in every room and there are about 7 rooms in this penthouse.” “No way..” Michael exclaimed as he stared up at the chandelier and we all looked outside the window. “This is fucking paradise up here, man.. You outdid yourself this must have cost an arm and a leg.” I said and he nodded, and his brows danced in mock surprise. “But it is all fine. I mean I work for a man called “Mr Mateo Caden” so I should be good.” We all chuckled and shook hands. “Y’all freshen up.. We gotta club tonight or do something fun at least, yeah?”

I just nodded as I leaned my weight over the wooden banister that lined the terrace, trying to distract my mind from the writhing I now felt within my stomach. I began wondering about the other girls we’d left behind and figured that the guards would take care of them. I wasn’t sure whether the favor Derek was showing me was to my advantage or not. Somehow, I felt far more secure with the other girls around. Whatever had become of them, I really didn’t have a choice but to move on according to Derek’s pace, because he once again grabbed my hand and pulled me along as Vivienne and Lucas led him to his quarters. “This is one of four penthouses that comprise The Pavilion, which was built specif

Edward teased. Richard rolled his eyes in exasperation. His patience had run out. "Stop talking. Hurry up and take a shower! I'll be waiting for you in the lobby," Richard said and left without waiting for his friend to respond. Edward and Richard were actually neighbors. Both of them chose the One Hyde Park Penthouse as their residence several years ago. Edward had his reasons for choosing that place. Besides its premium location, the penthouse had fantastic facilities. Equipped with bulletproof glass, secret rooms, and 24-hour security guarded by the specially trained personnel of the British Special Forces, it was the best choice for him, being the son of a conglomerate.

The elevator doors slide open with a soft, expensive ding. Drakon steps out first, his gun drawn. He sweeps the hallway—marble floors, modern art, silence. "Clear," he rasps. His voice sounds like it’s been dragged over broken glass. We are in a penthouse. Fifty stories up. The city spreads out below us, a grid of amber lights and darkness. It belongs to Silas, the lawyer. A safe house for high-end clients who need to disappear.

Kieran set his duffel on the bed, his gear case in the corner within arm's reach of where he'd sleep, and stood in the middle of the room for a moment taking stock. Six months, he told himself. This was a job. A complicated, proximity-intensive, very attractive no. A job. ✦ ✦ ✦ He spent the first hour doing what he should have done the night before a proper sweep of the penthouse in daylight. Every room, every closet, every window latch. The penthouse covered the entire top floor and was laid out in a rough L-shape: the main living area and kitchen across the wider arm, and the home office, master suite, and guest rooms along the narrower one. There was a rooftop terrace accessible through a