Novel & Cerita The Mansion Of Happiness

"You worry too much about me that's why you're aging. Lets just go. I hate this neighborhood. It's creepy silent" The two trekked down to the large and exotic looking Mansion and Sasha admired the beauty of the environment surrounded with well tamed flowers. There were more insanely bigger and beautiful houses along the pathway all covered with grass lawn. She could see another white Mansion almost as big as her new school. What a paradise to live in.

he moaned and swallowed whilst milking his shaft. He looked up to Sophie when he was done, totally forgetting that he was still kneeling. "You can go", she said, her eyes not missing the sadness that flickered in his eyes, but he was still happy, as the reluctance came from his emotion, not his rationality. He pulled back in his monster, and within a minute, he was gone, not noticing the breathtaking smile that adorned Sophie's angelic face. *** In the middle of a dormant mile of land stood a grand mansion. Any car that passed from a distance couldn't help but admire the castle-like mansion, but no one knew who owned it.

Yet, here she was again, going back to the same man, as her flat belly would soon be swelled with their unborn child. She had to do it to prevent her child from getting bad names in society. She could not let her unborn child be a bastard, so she had to take the step. The entrance to the mansion is marked by an elaborate wrought iron gate, standing tall and imposing. As the gates swing open, a long driveway lined with towering palm trees and vibrant flowers leads to the sprawling compound. The mansion sits at the heart of the expansive compound, surrounded by lush green lawns and meticulously landscaped gardens. The manicured hedges formed elegant patterns, while colorful blooms added bursts

“If anyone asks anything close to that, or you get anxious about an answer, just look to me. I’ll speak for you. I won’t leave your side, Iris. Okay?” “Okay,” I whisper, my hands twisting anew in my lap. But all anxiety is wiped from me, replaced my wonder, as Nico pulls through the opening gate and we get past of line of trees and I see… The biggest damn mansion I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I am absolutely gaping as I stare up at it – at what looks like a Georgian palace transported from some sort of BBC miniseries rising palatially from the landscape. Frankie, watching me, apparently anticipating this, bursts into laughter.

she said while standing up from my bed and pulling me with her. "Okay, okay," I said laughing while she pulled me with her. We walked out of the mansion and she turned me around. Looking at the mansion my mouth literally dropped to the ground. The mansion loomed proudly in front me, flanked by rows of trees crowned in crimson, swaying gently to the chilly autumn wind. At its threshold stood the delicate marble fountain, the soft gurgling of the clear water melodic as it resonated in the surrounding silence. It was so beautiful to look at. It was a very big mansion with three floors and which had a big garden and a swimming pool and a big garage. "Come let's sit here!" She said leading to a b

, Chapter 67 Flora stepped out of the car and caught sight of the illuminated windows in David's grand mansion. Instantly, her heart filled with pure joy. Brimming with excitement, she hurried over and pressed the doorbell. Time seemed to stretch on as she waited, testing her patience. Just as her patience was wearing thin, the heavy doors of the mansion creaked open. To her astonishment, it was Rowan who stood before her, someone she never expected to see. Flora couldn't control her surprise, and her face revealed her shock.

A man spoken of with warmth, respect… affection. Someone important. “Is he staying long?” I asked, unsure why my voice felt tight. Stephen shrugged. “Depends. You know Jack is always moving.” Something about the way he said it made my stomach twist. By evening, the mansion had transformed. Silver and black draped every surface. Candlelight flickered against marble. Music floated softly through the halls. Masks hid identities, but not power—this was wealth dressed as mystery. I stood in my room, staring at my reflection.

“Are you lying?” “Yes.” OH. OH. HE’S NERVOUS. This man who practically breathes arrogance is nervous about ONE WOMAN? “Is she scary?” I whisper. “She’s… persistent.” “Persistent how?” “You’ll see.” NO. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE. We arrive at a literal mansion. Not a house. Not a home. A MANSION. The kind of mansion where even the mailbox probably has a degree. “I can’t go in,” I whisper. “You’re going in.”

Ivana snapped, rolling her eyes. Davis and Lilico laughed at her pouted lips. They just loved how naive Ivana was. “You’ll be fine,” Lilico assured. Ivana nodded, though she doubted it. “Remember,” Lilico began, “Marry him, make him fall In love and then—” “I know the script,” Ivana interrupted, rolling her eyes before stepping out of the car. Ivana froze as her gaze swept the Brooklyn estate. No doubt, this was heaven on earth. The mansion loomed in black marble and tinted glass, its architecture screaming wealth. Motion-activated lights snapped toward them, no shadows to hide in, cameras everywhere. Even the air smelled expensive; cold citrus cleaners and moneyed silence.

“This way, ma’am.” I looked up. A beautiful mansion stood ahead, water flowing through its garden. My mouth opened slightly. The woods surrounding it were stunning, almost like the woods from my dreams. A connection sparked inside me, a feeling of happiness. Something deep down felt like this was home. A place to rest. A place to run. We walked down the path. I smiled at the stones underfoot, like we were approaching a castle. The mansion was modern, built with glass and fine wood. The door opened by itself, leading into a cool, calm atmosphere.