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I was ordered to follow her and then I finally left with the Wilson's family. I got into the car. It wasn't up to an hour when we got to the Millers' mansion. It was a mansion. It had a minimalist design. The floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to disappear into the walls, flooding the space with natural light and offering a glimpse into a life of luxury. "If this deal crashes, you crash with it. Now get your smelly self in here and come meet your husband-to-be," she said, as we got into the living room.

I forced a chuckle. “You know what they say about the early birds” He stared blankly like he was clueless about what I was saying. “Early bed gets the worm,” I said. “What worm,” “Come on, even a two-year-old knows that” I replied. His gaze stayed on me too long scanning my face. “Follow me” I followed him into the mansion, trying not to stare at everything—dark marble floors, golden pillars, glass stairs, a chandelier that probably cost more than my entire life.

Rebecca As I followed Avim down the staircase, I finally got a chance to admire the house. Correction: it was a mansion. Its grandeur struck me as we descended, with the tallest ceiling I had ever seen adorned by exquisite crown molding. A spiral staircase caught my attention, and to my right, I noticed another one that led up to the second floor, converging in an imperial staircase style. I grasped the smooth wooden banister, marveling at the mansion's immaculate white sparkling marble.

To calm myself down, I took a deep breath while constantly reminding myself that everything will be fine. We entered the mansion, and several maids standing at the door greeted us both. Then, a male servant asked us to come with him to the hall. This mansion is enormous and spacious. Since setting foot in front of the mansion’s entrance, I haven’t stopped admiring the interior of the mansion, which is designed in a modern style. I usually see something like this in magazines or television shows, but now I saw it with my own eyes.

Laurent walked ahead of me calmly. “How long have you worked here?” I asked. “Long enough.” There it was again. That weird answer. I narrowed my eyes slightly. “That’s not a real amount of time.” “It’s enough.” “You know, normal people usually answer questions properly.” “Normal people rarely survive in unusual environments.” Okay. That was genuinely creepy. I followed her through another hallway while silently deciding this mansion definitely had buried secrets somewhere. Or bodies. Potentially both. “This estate has three floors,” Mrs. Laurent explained calmly. “The west wing contains guest suites and private offices.”

I said as we walked past some doors without Mario letting go of my hand. "You are really pretty," Mimi complimented. I gave her a tiny smile. Mario huffed. "Pretty? No, Mimi. She is gorgeous." Mimi chuckled a bit and I gave another tiny smile, feeling awkward. "You are pretty too," I decided to give a compliment too. "Thank you," she said as Mario led us to another hallway on the left, which is as broad and long as the first hallway, but this one has doors on both sides. How huge is this mansion?

” We all pile into the car and head off to the first place. The first house is a stone grey mansion with seven bedrooms, eight bathrooms, two reception areas, large kitchen, two lounge areas and of course don't forget the long oddly shaped pool. The second one is a Mexican style three-story mansion with eight bedrooms, seven bathrooms, an even larger kitchen, two lounges, a huge entertainment area and a bar. The last place is a more modern looking mansion with loads of windows. It has six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, two kitchens, an office, a bar, entertainment area and two lounges.

The mansion was three stories high and I wonder how rich this man must be to live in a place like this. The white Mediterranean house looked like it was made out of the finest that only money can buy. The front of the mansion had lots of wide windows that added to the castle-looking mansion. The red-tiled roof has what looks like two chimneys pocking out on the roof. The mansion is surrounded by a cactus desert landscaping with almost every succulent one could think of along with a pond and a waterfall. "Miss Black?" A familiar voice spoke breaking my attention from the garden and quickly look at the man in front of me.

'No not yet, she should be here soon. 'Please when Mom is back, don't tell her am in I'll love to caught her by surprise.' 'Sure Wayne, anyway you want it. Mr Puis reply and gave Wayne a shoulder poke. He went in immediately, and wasn't surprised when he met no one inside, there home has always been that way, dry, boring except from the exotic and luxurious furnitures and interiors. He didn't bother sitting down, he went straight to his room, he room was sparling clean with his bed well Laid. It's one of his favorite thing about the mansion, even if no one is in for months or years each rooms will be clean thoroughly and will be neatly arranged.

The driver rolled down his window and typed something in the intercom and continued with the drive. ‎My mouth dropped as the mansion came in view. It was larger than the largest hotel on my street. Damn ‎The car stopped directly in front of the large door and I swallowed hard before stepping out. ‎ Silently, I followed Emilio into the mansion and I looked around in awe. ‎"Beautiful right?" Emilio said and I snapped out of my day dream. "Yeahh.....it is " I smiled as I looked around the house. ‎White tiles covered the length of the room leading to french doors at the opposite end leading to the backyard. On my left there was another door.