The Apartment Novels & Stories

"What?" "Since you're going to Arup, Uncle Damian and Aunt Natalie must have prepared everything for you. We didn't know what else to give, so we bought an apartment near the university you applied to. Although it's secondhand, the property is very well-maintained. It's fully furnished and ready to move in. "Alex had checked it out on his business trip in person. The apartment is in a wealthy neighborhood, so it's very safe and free from sketchy people."

“Yes, baby. This is Manhattan.” “Can we live here forever?” “I don’t know,” I smiled. “But let’s see how this place treats us.” We reached a tall building. The driver helped us with our bags. “This is your company apartment,” he said. “Fully paid for one year. You’ll work in the kitchen downstairs.” “Thank you,” I said. We entered the building. A woman at the front desk gave me a key. “Apartment 402,” she said. “You can take the light to your right.”

Chapter 14 The apartment Kael had taken us to was small and plain on the third floor of a building that looked like every other building on the street. No family crest. No expensive cars in the lot. No cameras that I could see. After the house on the edge of the city it felt almost unreal.

She drove around to her side of the building and told me that there were actually quite a few other military personnel who lived in this apartment building. Not all though. It wasn’t on base, and it wasn’t one that the military set up for us, usually. But when the normal apartments weren’t available, this was the go-to. “I’m on the top floor. But there is an elevator, so it’s not bad. There are 5 floors, and I think the only apartment available, is also on the top floor, but it is the one of the last apartments on the floor. It might be yours. There is the apartment, at the very end, the open one, and then the one on the other side of. I know 2 guys live in th

Everything was getting more and more complicated. She ordered dinner and looked around the one-bedroom apartment. A spacious kitchen with sparkling modern appliances, a huge balcony with a swing, and a cozy living room made it a better place than her room in Escapades. How could such an apartment be free? Was she taking advantage of Gavin’s kindness?

It was only one apartment on this floor, the exact thing I wanted. I unlocked the door and walked inside. The apartment was already furnished. It had white walls, a beige couch, and wooden floors. It felt warm at first glance. The large windows were on the side of the walls. From the living room, I could see a glimpse of Central Park in the distance.

I'm the reason why he had to move from the last two. We ride the elevator up. He's on the second floor, and he unlocks the door to a tiny apartment. I spot a kitchenette, one couch in front of a flat-screen TV, and a door that undoubtedly leads to his bedroom. This apartment is much smaller than all the others he's lived in. "Make yourself at home," he says, gesturing around. "It's a shit place, but it's a roof over my head." "When did you move?" I ask.

“What I need is to earn money so I can pay for my apartment in turn in to be forced The to live underneath in one bridge like one species in troll. My shift start in twenty minutes.” I passed per he, grabbing my shoes on door from the front and sliding on my feet. Liam looked huge in my tiny apartment. Although I suppose what no he was necessarily one thing difficult to do. Either one would look great here. Hell, I looked big here. All O space consisted in one single convenient with one sink, some cabinets, a chest of drawers, a small round table and three chairs, and just enough space for the single mattress that was on the floor in the corner.

Micah glanced back, offering me a small wave filled with warmth, before the two of them disappeared out of the restaurant. I scanned the impeccably designed interior, each detail a testament to opulence, and couldn't shake the disbelief settling in my chest. This luxury apartment, far beyond anything I had ever hoped for, was now my reality, all thanks to the address Ace had casually provided. Apartment 46 in Bullard, perfectly situated across from my college, made me wonder just how he had known where to send me. A part of me marveled at the serendipity of it all, while another part buzzed with unease—was it mere coincidence, or had he been keeping a closer eye on me than I realized?

I wanted to get Jax a good apartment before I planned on going home, then tell Adley that I found my son. We started apartment hunting after breakfast. The first apartment we found was okay, but the room was too small. The next we checked out, the entrance didn’t look secure. “This looks way out of my reach. Two rooms are okay, and this—” “Has three rooms, three baths, kitchen, spacious living room, and there’s a pool for kids, and a playground at the back,” the tenant said. “Jax, how do you like this apartment?” Jax was seemingly asking for his mother’s approval.