Iris: The Lady And Her Smartphone Novels & Stories

I quickly growled when the idiot commented that with exaggeration then chuckled out. "I am not doing or planning to do such useless thing Liam! You know I didn't came here for that!" Then without bidding a goodbye, I ended the call then slid my phone back to my pocket as my eyes focused back to her. She was still dissecting the poor innocent thing under her scrutiny, as if it was her first time seeing such thing. The boutique was surrounded with glasswalls kaya naman kitang-kita mula rito ang anumang kalokohan na ginagawa nito.

As the device booted up, Meera and I exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what we were about to discover. When the phone finally finished powering on, we were greeted with a single video file, labeled simply as "For Iris." My heart skipped a beat at the sight of the title, my hands trembling as I tapped on the video to play it. As the video began to play, the room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the phone's speakers. And then, Mary's face appeared on the screen, her smile warm and comforting as she began to speak. "Hello, Iris," Mary said, her voice filled with love and affection. "If you're watching this, then I'm no longer with you in this world. But I want you to know that eve

She thought and got out of the bed. She sprinted to Fred's shop, he was taking a nap when she got there so she patted him gently and he got up. "Hey, Iris. How are you doing? What brought you here?" "I came here because of the guy from the other day that wanted to clone a phone" "What about him?" "I don't know if you can help me but I need to clone his phone so I can get some information from him" "No, Iris. I can't do that, it's against the policy of my job."

I couldn't let her continue the search especially when I knew it was going to prove futile, so I beckoned to Kennedy; one of my trusted guard who had been standing beside the door, to come over. "We are done with our conversation so you can give it back to her." "Okay sir" Kennedy replied as he brought out an iPhone eleven pro and handed it over to Iris. "My phone, oh my god! Why do you have my phone with you? To think I thought I was..." "Recording?" I completed the sentence fully aware of her failed attempt at trapping me. "But how did you know, in short I know I walked in here with my phone so how come your toyboy has it? Tell me now!" She demanded extremely furious. I couldn't blame her,

Leon took out his cell phone and looked at it in bewilderment. "Yup! Your cell phone was damaged the other day, right? I know you don't have one, so I stopped by the mall on the way back and bought one for you," Iris said with a smile. "Iris, you..." Leon felt a sourness in his nose, followed by an unprecedented emotion that surged into his heart. In the three years that he lived with the Mansons, Marilyn never cared about him, let alone show any consideration toward him. Iris, however, was the polar opposite of Marilyn. Iris noticed that he did not have any time to buy a cell phone and went so far as to take the trouble of buying one for himself.

"A lady is not supposed to be this messy." Iris's fingers were in the mud, and the pain from her nails gave her a feeling of self-mutilating pleasure. "Your body temperature is not normal." The hand with the emerald ring touched her forehead. Iris clenched her teeth as the man's touch made her moan. The man laughed softly. "He shouldn't treat a lady like that." Iris felt a handkerchief over her eyes and she couldn't see anything. Then the man picked her up and took her to the car.

I snapped, putting a full stop to my humorlessly chuckle. “Nothing, except I hate your guts and it's been a dream to see your ruin but to get paid to ruin you? What could possibly be better?” He chuckled darkly and I knitted my eyebrow together in confusion. “What?” It echoed and I placed the phone on a loudspeaker as Iris walked in a peach gown with long sleeves, hugging her curves and beautiful body like a glove. Her hair was curled, and she had a simple make up done, she looked so beautiful and attractive, I had almost forgotten what was going on here.

Responded to the caller in a one-syllabic way. He dropped the call with a shocked expression. Rummaged through his phone hastily. “You dare install spyware in my phone!” Liam pointed out, shocked. “I am smarter than you give me credit for,” she responded enthusiastically massaging her neck. “You wouldn't be getting a dime off Golden Fingers!” Liam responded instantly. “Watch me take it all from you”, she said smiling. Obviously, she wasn't feeling remorse, not even the least bit of it. Rissa picked up her phone hastily as it chimed.

Arthur & Iris Arthur The moment the phone begins to ring, Iris lunges toward it like her life depends on it. Her finger smashes the ‘decline call’ button, turning the screen dark before I can see the name lighting it up. “What was that?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. Iris lifts her chin defiantly, as if I’ve just asked her to tell me her social security number. “Nothing,” she says. I stare at her for a moment in silence, unsure of what to make of it. She quickly slips her phone into her pocket, and the way her fingers tremble ever so slightly betrays her true emotions.

I can lose this job, I have money and a law degree. Yes. Thats fine. Goodnight professor. -IRIS I smirked laying my phone on my nightstand. Goodnight sweet Iris