The Landlady Novels & Stories

I said and handed her the money that I am holding. “Wait,” She said and she immediately took the old notebook and black ballpen. She wrote my name and date then she received the money before she wrote the word ‘paid’ and then she let me sign it. “Thank you, I hope you enjoy your stay in our place,” She said with a smile. The landlady is an old woman. I guess she is already seventy-eight years old. She looks nice and kind. Living a simple life with her husband and her cats. Her house is the same as ours, the difference is they have a second floor. I guess it’s their bedroom.

Ji-ho mocked him. Furious Min-ho pulled out his knife and placed its sharp edge on Ji-ho’s neck. “Nothing in this world can scare me, not even a witch. Make your gold coins ready because this time too I’ll win the bet.” Min-ho proceeded to the deep forest meanwhile perspiration ran down Ji-ho’s forehead from the terror. On his way, he recalled the rumours about the witch of the mansion. “It is said that she has a pretty face, but once she sees any human nearby her mansion, she ends up ripping out the heart of that person and eating them.”

Blaine nodded after a while “Hmm, alright. If you already checked those things then I guess it’s okay. When can I move in?” “The owner said that you can move in whenever you want. Just give him a heads up so he knows. Here is his business card” Jake handed him a black elegant business card Almothean Gwydoin Saavedra. This name sounds familiar. “You promise me that you won’t leave me right blaine?” Of course! We’re always be together forever……… Thean” “AHHH!” Blaine feels a painful sensation in his head as soon as he remembered that scene. Who is that? Who is Thean? Why is he in his memory?

Immediately Layo and his mother left, my mother got up, dusted her flat shoes and wore them while adjusting her side bag. She left without uttering a word. I went inside the kitchen and boiled water to make tea. After taking the tea I made, I took a bath and cooked lunch. I was about going to the bar when our landlord walked in. Our landlord is a huge bearded man in his late sixties. He is dark and always gave a hard look. He loves wearing an overall black gown which covered the soles of his feet. The toddlers and children in the neighborhood flee at the sight of him. They called me the ‘Devil.’. He barely smiled and had only few acquaintances. He is old and unmarried. “Good morning Oga Land

“It’s fine if you don’t know me, but I know you.” Jane then answered awkwardly, “Hi…Hello.” Since she did not know what the woman’s intention was, it was better for Jane to feign politeness. “Your name is Jane Sheen!” Jane answered calmly, “Yes.” “This is your…husband?” asked the woman, as she pointed at Noah. “Does that have anything to do with you?” Jane asked in return. “Of course!” said the woman instantly. “I am the landlady for this restaurant you’ve rented. Of course, I have the right to know. Are you a married couple or just having an illicit affair?” The woman’s tone was very frivolous.

Her armless silk gown was covered in mud, and above her knees showed her ebony thighs. " Are you a sex worker?" Tasha's fist tightened, but she managed to hide it behind her. How dare he assume a thing like that about her, he was lucky she needed him to get out of here. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves " Do I look like one to you?" He nodded his head, indicating she did. "Well I'm not, I'm sorry if you aren't used to seeing ladies dress and go out to dates or night parties because I'm guessing you haven't been to one"

I murmured excitedly, and I was about to begin when there was a loud knock on the door, which compelled me to stop eating. "Such a bother," I said, and with a heavy heart, I was forced to abandon my food to check who was at the door. Interestingly, as I opened the door, I discovered a foreigner, possibly in his teen years. "Can I help you?" I asked, perplexed, seeing the young man's good looks. "Yes, I'd like to know if this is Anita Santillan's house." He inquired, smiling and speaking in a thick British accent, and he's really cute!

Mira asked, looking around the property with both hands over her hip. " It's a lovely place, isn't it? " she asked, quite impressed. " You kids must be really hungry. Here come have some biscuits and tea while you wait. " The landlady was standing before the two of them with a tray full as she grinned at them with her toothless gum. " Oh! Thank you so much. But we are really not hungry. Sorry for troubling you this late. But you really don't need to stay awake because of us. We came to check on our friend. We will be leaving now. "

I put on the wedding dress and sat there, still, in the time capsule, staring blankly at myself in the mirror. 'Zara, Zara, are you okay?' A distant voice got louder and more distinct, rousing me from my trance. I turned around and saw Mrs. cha seated next to me. As I sobbed uncontrollably into her arms and recounted the events of my ordeal, she stared at me in utter bewilderment. She went to her cupboard, pulled out a bottle of her finest aged brandy, poured it into a cup, and said in a low voice, 'Here, celebrate; God has spared your soul. Do you really want to waste another day on that moron?'

The doors creaked open before I could raise my hand to knock and a woman who looked like she was in her mid fifties,her hair was tied in a neat bun. " You must be Elena,” she said " come in” I stepped into the beautiful foyer, surveying the high ceilings and the antique furniture. Living in a place like this, with just a normal rent,is a dream come true! " I'm Claire, the housekeeper. I'll show you to your room but first… Rules!” I nodded. " Mr Cruor,the landlord is… particular," she said carefully. “He's a neat freak,so clean up after yourself. No loud music,no guests and absolutely,no staying out past 9 pm".