"Of course I told them everything! From your dick size to the type of coffee you drink in the morning,"
Johnny and Ash have been cursing each other out with their aggressive humor since before they can remember. And when Jonathan becomes a widow wi...
Jonathan sticks me with both car seats holding Isla and Natia as we walk into the building.
"Welcome home Grayson family."
Someone says as he walks over to us.
He looked to be a guy around our age with swooping red hair and bright green eyes.
"I'm Tobias. Your personal butler. Let me take you up to your floors."
Jonathan looks at me and raises and stingy eyebrow.
"I didn't know it came with a butler," I whisper and pinch his arm so he can stop giving me the look of death.
"Take a child," I demand as the weight of the car seats push my scrawny arms to the breaking point.
"If you can spend seventy-five million credits you can carry two children. You see the weight you're feeling in your arms is like the one that's weighing down on my chest, not fun right?" He smirks.
I hate his stupid metaphors.
Tabby or whatever his name brings us into a gold elevator.
"Your penthouse is actually the most expensive penthouse in all of NYC, It's been empty for quite a while but I'm happy that there's finally someone to enjoy it," Tabitha tells us and he holds our luggage.
He keeps checking out Jonathan and I don't like it.
I wanted to slam him against the elevator and say 'his wife just died you need to back the fuck up'.
But the doors open before I can act.
"Woah..." AJ's mouth drops.
[Author POV]
After spending the entire day researching NYC penthouses that cost more than what I'll make in my entire life I have come up with what theirs looks like, please join me on the tour.
First, we have the outside
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The entrance
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