The Age Of Innocence Audiobook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It's the same as five years ago. Aubrey felt disgusted by herself. She wants to just cry and scream on top of her lungs about how unhappy and lonely she was. But when she realized Rhyan was dead asleep, she used that opportunity to try opening the door of the room. And when it opened, she was overjoyed. She hurriedly wear clothes and did not bother to take a bath. She slowly took the car keys and the cellphone she hid under the bed and went out of the room slowly making sure she wouldn't wake Rhyan up.

“We improvise it live.” Pauly handed her a slim, battered paperback—Mockingbird, cover worn, pages gutted to hold a wafer-thin transceiver and a micro-SD slot. “Your new copy. Same weight as the real one. Press the title twice if you’re burned; it wipes your last three hours and plays an audiobook. Press the author twice and it pings us with location.” She slid the book into her tote without looking. “And if I press the spine?” “It complains about being objectified,” Pauly said.

I asked. “It’s not something I like to talk about and I’m sure you have better things to do than sit around, listening to a middle-aged woman whine about her life,” she said. I stretched my hand over the kitchen counter to grab her hand. “Don’t say that about yourself, Alice. You’re a beautiful woman and I take offence at the use of middle-aged. The proper term would be mature,” I said. “You’re a woman that has lived to a certain extent and has seen things I could never begin to imagine, seeing that I’ve been in this world barely two decades.”

A little prison The following morning is overcast and rainy at five in the morning. While she is still sleeping, I cannot. When Theo told me she had no background, my mind went crazy for the rest of the night. Her history is only two years old. She lied once more. What the hell just happened to me? Every time I tried to harm her, I eventually learned about her latest secret, which made me feel closer to her. “Good morning.” Huh.. a whisper..she gets up so early? When we finally stumbled upon one another, there was stillness. The silence is broken by a thunderous roll in the clouds.

“I want to be inside you, Anna, but you have to be really quiet. I don’t want to wake your mother up.” I bit my lip, feeling the rush of too many emotions all at once. He came impossibly closer, the heat from his body driving me insane. His finger replaced mine, stroking my clit once. Just once. It was my undoing. I groaned. Loud. And I heard a door slam shut in the hallway, footsteps approaching. And just then, Andre slid two fingers inside me.

"I know that you are not an innocent woman. At least not as innocent as you were ten years ago." Her eyes fluttered and widened in shock. "Ten years ago?" Shit. He had said something that Livian Dumont would say. How the hell would a man she had met only a few weeks ago know what she was like ten years ago? He maintained his calm as he played with her hair, which was a shocking feat considering how fast his heart was racing. His knees were literally weak but he smiled through it. "Well, you were eighteen ten years ago, right? Obviously, because you are twenty-eight now." She nodded and looked like her heart had settled so he completed his excuse. "At that age, girls are usually unaware of ma

As the car drove away, the whole place returned to being quiet again. Audrey kept walking, hoping to find someone who would direct her to the Packhouse. She suddenly heard a noise coming from a little Inn beside her, it had a soft yellow light glowing through the windows. She decided to go in and ask for directions since it was the first place she'd seen people around the Death Claw Pack. She walked over to the wooden door and slowly pushed the door open. The sight in front of her made her blood boil. A girl, definitely under-aged, was spread naked on a long wooden table while over six men took their turns, inserting their dicks into every possible opening the girl had in her body.

His breath smells of whiskey "Why are you here, innocente? This is no place for someone like you" ah, I could listen to this voice forever. It's low, smooth and slid straight to my center. I've never been with a man before since we're required to maintain our chastity until marriage but I'm thinking, I could break that vow for him. Just so I would know what it's like to be with someone like him. And I must have left my sense at home because why would I think that about a stranger? I haven't even seen his face. This is insane. I should just... Every cell in my body freezes when I feel his hand between my thighs. Nudging my legs open.

Rachel sneered, "You're very suspicious or maybe you're a drug dealer huh?" accused her. I have being investing my money since I was 21, I have enough money even though is not much," he muttered closing his eyes sleepy. Rachel just mumbled "Oh' almost inaudibly. "Still I can't let you spent your money on something about my stuff said Rachel looking at Noah's back as she laid down behind Noah. "I do it with pleasure!" Noah said turning to face Rachel. Their faces were so close together, they both look at each other awkwardly and nervously.

Cecilia protested softly, her voice a thread of confusion and reluctance. “Daddy, the auction’s not over—" but Dominic dragged her toward the exit regardless. His arm was an iron band around her waist, pulling her close enough that her body molded against his side. She glanced back once, her eyes meeting mine in a fleeting moment of bewilderment, lips parted as if to speak. It sent a fresh surge of heat to my cock. *The image of those lips stretched around my length flashing unbidden. Her tongue tentative at first, then eager under my guidance.*