Romans & histoires She Drives Me Crazy Audiobook Free

she shouts, as she gets in the passenger seat. I fall into the driver’s seat as the sounds of a fight ensue. The sounds of things getting broken. My heart … getting broken. Goddess, I just led Hector to his death!! What fucking kind of person am I?? My hands shake with the keys as I begin to start the car. I’ve seen people do this all the time, it can’t be that hard. I can do this! “Drive!! Fucking go,” she yells, but everything I’m doing isn’t working.

That day, Jessica said she wanted apple pie from that old shop on the south side of the city. It had been my favorite dessert two years ago. I drove out, but when I reached a deserted coastal road, my car suddenly died. I got out to take a look, and before I could react, someone had already covered my nose and mouth with a handkerchief that reeked of chemicals. Before I blacked out, my only thought about this was that this was so cliché.

Her eyes frowned tightly, and pieces of the past began to emerge from her head one by one. "Hah... hah... hah..." her breath began to hitch because it was difficult to accept the pounding memories that were pounding her mind. "Stop!!!" he shouted loudly. She can scream at anyone in the car. Unfortunately, the driver seemed deaf and did not respond to his passengers' complaints. “I said stop!!!” Dea shouted repeatedly with her hands pounding on the car door. But it was all in vain because Aiden was still laughing while driving the car. The man increased his speed to 80 kilometers per hour.

“Are you okay?” Ghale asked me. She panicked earlier when a car almost hit me. Almost. Almost! Shit! What the heck is wrong with the driver? I was about to walk towards her car when suddenly, a car, driving so fast almost hit me. She was on the opposite side of the street with her car. I just went back because I left my phone and then I was almost hit! “I’m gonna hunt that driver down! Did you see the plate number?” she looked so mad while walking back and forth in front of me. We were beside her car, talking.

, How dare she, I was very angry but I can't move , I just touch my face and opened my mouth , she moved towards me, she was talking to me but I wasn't listening, I was just drooling over her, she drove out, yet I haven't said anything, a car hoot jolted me back from my thoughts, I adjusted myself, went into the car and drove off . ************************************************************************************************************ ___________________________________________________ I got to my company and drove into the parking, I was surprised , what!!!, next to me is the miss crazy lady car!!! We shall find out what happened in the next chapter

Unexpectedly, Cecelia deviated from the script, and instead said, “Don’t talk to me about that fool in the future. Even if he grows exhausted from being overworked, it has absolutely nothing to do with me.” As he guessed correctly, her bitterness was related to the president, but the persuasion that the driver prepared was stopped in its tracks when Cecelia put on her headphones. Cecelia finished her rant, dug out her headphones, and stuffed it in her ears. Such a perfect opportunity was ruthlessly stripped away by Cecelia Shayne, and the driver was crestfallen. Pursing his lips, the driver started the car. Listening to her favorite song, not only was her mood no better, she grew increasingl

His cold voice indeed gave a chill down on her spine but she remained calm. “Mr. Belerick. Can you not show me Audacity right now? I am super frustrated just trying to understand what the fuck happened to me. I am a very materialistic person who loves to trust what she sees. But seeing you all, I think I am going crazy. What did I do that I ended up in such a messy world? Where I am, who you all are. How did I end up? Everything. everything is freaking me out. And stop ordering me around. I am not your fcking slave. I can do what I want to do. It’s my right to decide for myself.”

She blushed Instantly. God! She is driving me insane. TBC

“You will.” She bursts out laughing, nearly hysterical. “Are you crazy? I came here because I didn’t want to go home! And now I'm about to die in a street race with you?! You’re insane!” “Nobody’s dying,” I assure her. “Death is terrible for business.” “Slade, I'm serious! I can’t—” “You can,” I say calmly, keeping my eyes on the track. “In about three minutes, you’ll be driving.” Her voice trembles with disbelief. “What! You want me to drive?”

He tried to sound normal, but his voice came out gravelly. "I remember now, I heard her dark voice when we mated, Rhye. I need you to believe me. Yes, I panicked, my throat closed, and I could feel her fingers tightening around my neck, closing off my windpipe, but I know it wasn’t just a panic attack. Maybe she programmed me, I honestly can’t tell you, but I heard her voice again when we made love earlier, very distinctly. She told me she would keep killing everyone I loved until I let her inside me." She looked up at him, her delicate gaze begging him to believe her. "I’m not crazy."