Neghbor Affair Novels & Stories

I look towards him and I can see that his hair is wet meaning he took a shower. "I'm sorry." He says softly and I keep quiet for a while. "It's okay." I tell him but it's not. I just don't want to make a big deal out of it. "I ruined our night." He says and I nod. "I'm sorry, Kera." "What's wrong, Alessio? You wouldn't just act like that." I tell him and he sighs. "It's mafia business. I was informed that we have a rat problem. They have been tipping off the police and other gangs about when and where my stuff is moved." He explains running his hands down his face.

CEO Jerry's anger is boiling rapidly, and he asked Nancy, "Why would your neighbor take you to see his grandmother? Are you two really dating, Sophia?" Nancy blushed, but she knew that CEO Jerry couldn't see her blushing face. She replied in a laughing tone, "No, Jerry, I just explained to you that we are not dating or in any relationship. We are only friends and neighbors." "I don't like the fact that he's your friend and neighbor. I wish I were your friend instead, Sophia. Are there any available apartments in your compound?" CEO Jerry asked. Nancy laughed and replied, "I don't know, Jerry, but you cannot be my neighbor. Not to worry, we will see later. I'm honestly tired today and reflect

Shabir did not spoil the solemn atmosphere of Lidya's event. Haziya did not know who told Shabir about the proposal. It could be his neighbor who has distant kinship ties with Shabir, I don't know. Haziya didn't want to be suspicious, even if it was true she couldn't confront them or reprimand them because Haziya didn't have solid evidence. Haziya tried not to get emotional whenever her neighbors interfered in personal matters. Even though he usually doesn't want to interfere in other people's business, why are so many disturbing his personal life since the issue of the household cracked. Now his hanging status has become the subject of backbiting among the neighbors. However, he didn't want

The Pink Devil started laughing hard after Terrance asked about the neighbors. "My Neighbors? Do you really think that my neighbors will care that some random car is on my driveway? My neighbors never cared about what I did or who I brung home. Heck, the first time I moved into Hilldrive; none of my neighbors bothered to greet me or even once said 'Hello' to me. They continued living their lives and treated me like I never existed. 'Love thy neighbors', my ass! Even if my neighbors cared, it's none of their fucking business to get involved with my personal life and privacy. So the neighbors won't help you escape.", she explained. "You know you don't have to do this.", he pleaded.

I had not seen Andrew in almost a week. That alone felt wrong. Andrew had always been my anchor, my constant. Before the live in nanny job. Before the mansion. Before Matteo Rinaldi and the complicated gravity of his world. I needed him. I needed a conversation that did not come with rules, threats, or unspoken tension. The cab stopped in front of Andrew’s building, a small modern structure wedged between a bookstore and a cafe. The air smelled faintly of coffee and fresh bread. I paid the driver and stepped out, taking in a deep breath before heading inside.

Its been a whole week of silence and I was ready to end it. “Are you the new neighbor?” said T.K who just returned from work. “Yes I am.” replied the new neighbor whose voice rang a bell. I looked up and our eyes met. I was puzzled and began shivering all over. I got up and ran all the way to the bar. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. “Mother, Mother.” I was screaming while approaching the bar. She came out with a bottle of whisky, placed it on a customer’s table and stared at me in confusion. “Fetty what is it? Where are your younger ones? Hope all is well.” She said while shaking me all up. “They are all fine.” I said while gasping for breath. I held her hand and took her by the co

I was still watching what was happening around me when suddenly, I saw a bus filled with lots of luggage coming into our streets slowly. “A new neighbor, huh? The kind that wouldn’t mind their business I guess” I hissed as I took a gulp from my tea and swallowed it peacefully. I hated neighbors that would never mind their business. They would always want to come over to your place to act all cool and pretend to be nice, so they could make their way into your heart. I could recall having an experience with a man called Nathan. He was nice and all sweet. He brought me cookies and I really enjoyed his company until one day, he came into my house very late at night.

" Hearing him speak got me feeling so speechless and overwhelmed with different emotions. I did not even know how to respond. Was I unfair to Nicholas by accepting to go on this trip with Braden? I do not even understand anything anymore. Why am I always the bone of contention? Nicholas is a very close friend of mine and I do not want to loose our friendship. I value it. "Nicholas...I-I am...I honestly do not know what to say. But you are my friend and I do not want to loose our friendship. It is my life. I choose who I want to interact with. You can not dictate that for me no matter how pure your intentions for me are" I said after he had finished speaking. The line grew silent briefly befo

She was unaware of the man standing on the stoop next to theirs watching them. Hank had seen the new neighbor and wanted to make sure that he saw a loving couple. “I say we go watch that new movie on A****n.” “OK.” She replied back with a smile. They finished their way to the door and went inside. Neo watched them but didn’t buy the act. He knew what was going on. That guy might have the police department fooled, but not everyone bought his story. Bunny had suspicions and when the apartment next door became available, Neo moved in.

It was too late; Nathan had already hung up. As soon as he put down the phone, Vera asked unhappily, "Nate, are you having an affair?" Nathan did not know how to explain the situation. "No, Grandma, I'm not having an affair. Just ignore her. Continue eating." Vera knew that she wouldn't be able to get anything from Nathan, so she turned to Suzanne. "Chubs, tell me, is your husband having an affair with another woman?"