The Neu House Novels & Stories

“I'll leave the pleasure of handing that over to you. And Miss Holdman? I like my Personal Acquisitiors tight-lipped, I'm sure you'll have no trouble finding a good one.” I left Alex standing there and entered the elevator. My office was starting to dig its claustrophobic claws into my spirit so I got into one of my numerous sleek black cars and told the driver to take me to The House on the Hill. The House was a gentleman's club located in the heart of downtown Miami. Despite it being a gentleman's club, it was open to members of every gender but it was almost impossible to get in and even with that only a few people could afford to maintain the exorbitant membership fees.

Can't wait to see your face if I throw the house key on your lap," He was thinking in annoyance. He drove towards the suburban area and about twenty minutes later, he entered a private area by going through a large electric gate. There was a big pavement road lead inside of the area and there was a lot of tall trees covering the pavement road from sunlight. He drove more further inside and at the end of the road, there was a big house made from glass and woods. The back of the house was built on a lake and the front part was built on the land. There was also a small guest house on the right side of the big house. Niel stopped his car. He was silent for a moment. He looked at Haylee who was s

I turned to face Niro right away. He instantly shook his head while puckering his lips, and I immediately pouted. My shoulders immediately slumped because of disappointment. That's two thousand pesos, now that I think about it. We can already afford it with three of us. Additionally, it appears like there is furniture there. And the woman was pleading for me to get that house. I'm wondering why. I'm just inquisitive; I'm not a nosy person. It's preferable if you are aware of the cause. You see, we won't live there unless there are wicked spirits or things there that we can't see. It might possibly be the cause of my death.

“Are you okay? Are you tired?” Maia asked worriedly. I just gave her a smile. “I’m fine,” I said as I took one of my luggage and went to the house. It was already eight in the evening, and we just arrived here in the house that my parents provided us in Nebraska. We were still unloading our things and the driver that brought us here was helping us. The house follows a gothic revival type of architecture. Most houses in this village have the same style. It has a steeply pitched roof with decorated bargeboard and cross gables, arched gothic windows and doors with arched panels, and a first-floor porch.

Ivan muttered, his voice low and laced with shock. The details on the screen were staggering. Holland Hospital wasn’t just any hospital; it was a massive, self-sufficient complex, housing a state-of-the-art medicine lab, a top-tier medical school, and a high-security research center. The place was so vast it was practically its own village—a carefully constructed empire, guarded by layers of influence and power. And Neil was right at the center, with government connections backing his every move. The resources he had there went far beyond the Holland family’s previous operations. This was a stronghold, a seat of power from which Neil could play his game undisturbed.

Neve looks still devastated by what she experienced. "Money has blinded your father," Sean said. He sympathized enough to hear that. "Where's your apartment?" Sean asked after feeling the journey was quite far. "There, close to the Mayo Clinic," Neve replied. "It's quite far from the company." "Yeah, it can't be helped, that's the affordable one, I'm fine anyway." Neve does look grown up now. That's Sean's opinion. Aww Post Sean immediately refused when he heard Neve grimacing while holding her stomach.

The silence that descends over the tiny office is one that carries the weight of my shock and stupefaction. “What?” My voice is a breathless gasp of disbelief. I’m aware that I’m still holding up the brochure. Neal is calm. Infuriatingly calm. He is lounging on my chair with his long legs spread slightly apart, looking relaxed and unaffected like he didn't just say the most unbelievable thing ever. “The house you picked out, is yours,” he repeats, as if that clarifies anything. “I personally think it’s a little modest but since you chose it…”

Daniel didn’t dare move at all. Two full minutes passed before Great-Uncle Harold finally withdrew his gaze. "Have you added anything new to your house recently?" He paused, then continued, "I mean something fairly large. It should be in the northwest corner of the house." I thought carefully, then something came to mind. "Four months ago, one of Danny’s students gave him a sculpture. I think… I think it was placed in the northwest corner." Daniel suddenly slapped his forehead. "Right! Sophie gave it to me. She was there too at the time. Megan and her even pretended not to know each other."

It was situated very close to the hospital due to my current condition. “It has thirty bedrooms, six master suites, and one gigantic room. One of the master suites will be Janet's. I call that giant room 'The Heaven'; it’s on the top floor, and no one is allowed to disturb us when we’re there,” Leo introduced as he led us all inside. “I’ve assigned Neville and a few other Omegas to work here. They’ll arrive later.” We toured the house; we had already been living here for two days. The house, I’d expected, would usually have me, Frank, and Neville. Ray, Leo, and Bill had to return to the center—Spire Reach City—to work at the Petroff Group.

A few of the more sheepish coworkers quickly dropped their heads. I tapped my phone again and pulled up the second video. The timestamp was clear: 8:00 p.m. sharp. The footage showed Madison breezing through my front door, followed by Mr. Gabelman, the two of them all over each other like they owned the place. Condom wrappers of all varieties were carelessly tossed onto the floor. They acted like it was their own home.