Hidden Earbuds For Work Novels & Stories

He could hear the crunch of leaves under distant shoes, a bee flying by, and the wind blowing against grass blades. Every sound slammed into him, choking out reason, and he pressed his hands even harder against his ears. "Make it stop," he pleaded desperately. “Please… make it stop.” But Reed couldn’t make it stop. No one could. Lake would have to learn to live with it, just like he had. Swearing under his breath, Reed ran back to the car, flung the door open, and reached into the glove compartment. He took out his noise-cancelling headphones, which he had specially designed and reinforced, to drown out the world. He always kept them close by for days when the world became too much, because

Leo sat next to Hazel, with a slight frown on her forehead, looking thoughtful. Noah's people arrived quickly. In less than half an hour, the listening device was delivered, and there were two of them. "Hazel, this is the smallest one." Noah handed the bag containing the device to Hazel. "This earphone can listen to the other person's conversation. It doesn't look big, but it works well. You can use it with confidence. But the premise is that you can't let anyone know that you've placed such a thing." The listening device was round and not too big in size.

Alexa was still deeply absorbed in her work that morning when she began hearing noises coming from outside her office. Though she heard the noise, she was reluctant to lift her gaze as she was still tackling the workload and didn't want to entertain any distractions whatsoever. She tried to shake off her mind from feeling concerned, hoping Sapphire would attend to whatever thing was going on on her behalf. She had already instructed Sapphire that she was entertaining no visitors that morning as she had a lot on her plate. Sapphire understood and had already adjusted Alexa's schedule.

Twenty-Six Florence pulled out her earphones and her faulty ancient mini iPod shuffle that got from a bargain after it was on sale due to it being a bit defective, trying to calm herself as she was still sitting in the waiting area of the whole glorious and grandeur global corporation. Even though she was partially deaf on her right ear, she made sure she maintained a low volume to ease the pain and discomfort from the loud volume. Though she was deaf on her left ear, she was still putting the earphones on to let herself feel the beat from the bass of the music.

I snapped back, grabbing my small black clutch off the table. He set his glass down, walked over to me, and handed me something tiny. It was a microscopic, flesh-colored earpiece. "Put it in your right ear," he ordered. "Your hair will cover it. My security team is on an encrypted channel. If anything looks off, if anyone approaches you that I haven't cleared, you will hear Viktor in your ear telling you exactly where to move." I shivered, slipping the tiny piece of tech into my ear. It fit perfectly.

I said quietly. Miller didn't ask for clarification. He reached down into his tactical pack and pulled out a small, heavy black equipment case. He popped the plastic latches, revealing three low-profile, military-grade bone-conduction earpieces resting within custom-molded foam inserts. They were sleek, entirely matte-black, and designed to sit completely concealed behind the earlobe, transmitting audio directly through the temporal bone without blocking ambient environmental sound.

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' Ignoring dad, I continued. 'Phone, now,' he sharply handed me his phone, the communicator that was in his ear and wristwatch. 'What is this for?' I asked Carswell. 'We use it to keep in contact, so we won't have to use a phone. The ear communicators act like earphones, just in case someone is to be around the corner. The wristwatches are linked to our minds, it brings out our wanted thoughts and whisper it to our ears so we won't use words either. That way, no voice record can be dated.' Carswell explained. I nodded, he's so cute!

Some started unclipping watches and jewelry and leaving them on the table like silent offerings. My heart was pounding. This could not be. This was not real. Then I saw a glimpse of Creed. He sat in stony rigidity. Stony to a rock. And I saw it—the tiny white buds sticking out from his ears. AirPods. At first, I was sure that he didn't hear it. But then— His lips moved. Not loudly. Not in a panic. Just softly, hardly audible. A string of numbers. An address. It took me a split second to catch on.

I reply, as the clerk searches for something below the glass case. “I believe this one here is what you’re looking for.” The clerk says, placing a velvet case on top of the display case. He opens the case, revealing a pair of rose gold studs. “What do they do?” I ask. “If you double tap the right earring, it will remotely access any computer within a 50 metre range. Double tap the left earring to delete any recently viewed files. Bear in mind, that the left earring will only work if you have access to the computer. It will be of no use, if you're locked out of their system.”