Can You See What That Woman Does To Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Nor does the thought of possibly raising a pup alone, in the event he dropped me or found himself a mate. He stays by me though, arm still over me as he reaches for a remote. I have never used this, as I don't understand the television yet or how to operate it. He grins as he observes my interests in how this thing operates. In seconds, I see humans bustling around a kitchen in sarcastic banter. People I cannot see laugh, and I scan the screen again in search of them. Who are these people? "Do they know we can see them?" "Of course. They are actors. They do this just so we can be entertained. This is recorded, not live." My ears perk forward.

Now, I see where am I. Straight on the spot, I see their faces drop as if they saw a dead person in front of them. "What?" I spat, perking a brow. The middle-aged woman turns back away from me, shaking. She hugs herself as she mumbled in disbelief, "This can't be happening!" She turns her head to the couple, giving them a signal. God, who knows what are they trying to do! But, what am I doing here?! "I need to call the doctor. Melissa, can you watch her for me?"

She blushed when she noticed me. "Order what?" I replied, as I approached the bed finally glancing at the television. I was shocked to see a woman being pounded intensely by a massive black cock, her head arched back in pleasure as she took the large organ inside of her.

Fire flashes in bright green eyes when they turn in my direction and I distinctly got the impression that this woman hated me for reasons unknown to me. Flinging her curly red locks over her left shoulder, she reveals her barely covered breasts to our view, proudly jutting them out as if she was a Goddess that we must bow down to with admiration. Hurt begins to settle within my stomach at the sight of her hanging over the only man that I have willingly allowed to touch me, intensifying when he makes no move to push her away from him.

Liam wastes no time pushing the woman’s pencil skirt up to her hips and unbuckling his belt. When he shoves inside her, a deep rage spreads through my veins. I can’t believe this is the same man who would come home every night and kiss me with so much love it nearly knocked me off my feet. The same man who helped pay for my mother’s treatment and promised me the world. My teeth grind against each other as I continue to watch. It’s like watching a bad accident—I want to look away but my eyes are glued to what’s happening, and no matter how many times I tell myself to look away, I can’t.

For some reason, I'm seen as some kind of super beautiful man, but I just don't get it. I look at the counter before looking back in the distance, but the woman isn't there anymore. I'm not sure how it happens, but she ends up right in front of me. Her body is shaking, and she looks like she's seen a ghost. I look around a bit, not sure what to do about this woman.

“CAN’T YOU SEE WHAT YOU’VE FUCKING DONE?” Working my way around him, I try again and again to get to the unmoving woman on the ground, but I can’t manage between blocking blows. It’s only when I manage to dodge and he stumbles forward that I finally get to her and can see for the first time that her blonde hair is beginning to turn red from blood. “You bastard!” I hiss, jumping up and attacking again while everything goes red, and all I can think about is revenge for Brielle, who can’t get revenge for herself. “WHO ARE YOU TO HURT A WOMAN?”

Even his thoughts clear, pushing away his paranoia and rage and allowing him to think sharply again. How is this possible? He feels almost like a different person. A man he used to be. What magic does this woman possess to make him feel so at ease? She continues working, her arms shifting, her perfect tits jiggling right in front of Caleb’s eyes. Hating the flimsy bands of silk that block his view now, he reaches up, puts his hand at the center of her torso, between the two drops of silk that hide her from him, and dragging his hands to her sides, exposes her once more.

“Yeah, about that. Bryan, I think I am going crazy.” “What?” “Yes, I think this world is messing with my head or something.” “Yesterday, I bumped into that man that is about to be executed and I saw him stabbing his wife before it happened.” “Huh?” “Yes, I could see what he will do by just touching him, same thing happened with Hayden when I shook his hand, I saw him in pain with flames around him and it also happened with a maid.” She said in fear and Bryan held her hand. “Okay, calm down. Tell me how you feel when you come in contact with someone and see this thing?”

Her body had been beaten up, and there was no sign of emotion in her eyes. "Are you able to see me?" "Of course. I am you and you are me ". The female uttered something. Esme stepped into the light; however, from where she was standing, she was unable to see the woman's face in detail, only her black bottomless orbs; alternatively, the face of the woman remained unclear even after Esme drew closer to her. "I am afraid you will not be able to see me, child; it is not yet the appropriate moment."