The Call Of The Simpsons 소설 & 이야기

Anna's POV I was drifting into sleep when my phone's shrill ring cut through the darkness. An unknown number flashed across the screen. Frowning, I declined the call and set the phone down. Moments later, it rang again— same number. With an irritated sigh, I answered. "Hello, are you Mrs. Simpson? Your husband is very intoxicated, and we need someone to pick him up," a polite male voice spoke. "Jack Simpson?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbow, a wave of annoyance washing over me.

Looking at Mr Simpson, he responded, his voice carrying no hint of fear, "Go… to hell." Now that he knew that his family was safe, he was not afraid of Mr Simpson anymore. There was no way he would give in to Mr . Simpson's demands, refusing to be a pawn in a scheme that could ruin Multiversal Studios' reputation. After hearing Mr Maxwell's words of defiance, Mr Simpson gritted his teeth in anger, and ordered his men, "Alright, beat him up some more,"

An incoming call—from Trina. Pierce steadied himself and gripped the phone tightly before answering. "Hello, Mum." "Oh, Pierce! Have you lost your mind?! How dare you send the elite guard team to Montclair Manor!" Pierce's eyes fluttered shut in silent frustration. Just as he had expected, this wasn't going to be an easy case. *

" FYI, it's Dave, not Mave! Where the fuck are you we're waiting at Stacey's house." "FYI, I don't give a fuck about your name; Dave or Mave you're still a dick thirsty bitch! And I will be there in a minute." "You slimy..." and there goes my finger pressing the end button to that call. 'You can be such a bitch sometimes,' my inner voice says. 'I know right' was my spicy reply.

I ended the call without another word, my jaw tightening slightly as I exhaled through my nose. Christopher. Talia. The elders. It didn’t matter who it was. If someone thought they could get into her head— They were about to learn exactly how wrong they were.

' It was getting annoying, so I blocked her contact number. Then, she called me with another number, asking, "Hello. Is this Noah Page?" I should have hung up the moment I recognized her voice. However, when I heard the sob in it, I paused. "Noah, I've learned my lesson. What I did to you is unfair, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let Aidan seduce me. There's nothing serious between us, I swear. I was only with him for the excitement. You're the only man I want."

Dane’s POV A call to my private number startled me, even though I was already awake. I reached for my phone and put it to my ear, not bothering to check who the hell was calling because whoever could find that number, was definitely not a small fry. “I'm sure you know I know now?” I paused in my head. Know what? And who the hell is this? That's when I checked the true caller. “Michelle Hart.” No way in hell. I nodded my head, even though she couldn't see me.

I was lounging at home, scrolling through social media, when a livestream title suddenly caught my eye—"The Other Woman Crash Course." Curious, I entered to see a woman talking animatedly, "My sugar daddy gives me 200,000 every month. I just need to keep him satisfied!" Viewers were doubtful and asked, "I don't believe you. Tell us how you two met." She smiled. "That's alright. You don't get to meet someone like that every day. I met him after doing a bone marrow transplant with his girlfriend three years ago. That's how I met this golden bachelor." I frowned. I had a bone marrow transplant three years ago too. Suddenly, the door opened, and she covered her phone in panic. A man's deep

I heard the sound of my clothes ripping and all thoughts of stopping Callan went flying out of my head as I felt his breath on my, now naked, upper body. "How do you get more beautiful everyday?" Callan asked but didn't wait for a reply as he went to town on my boobs. "Damn it Callan.. I just wanted some fries...." I said as I knew we were going to be here for a few hours. "I don't see why you're complaining.. You're getting the whole sausage now" Callan said as that oh so familiar obnoxious smirk appeared on his face. "We were just having a-aaa" I stopped in the middle as Callan Cheekily bit down on one of my nipples.

"And why would you tell me what to do?" "Sarah, just try and listen for once." "I don't listen to deflectors." She hissed and kicked a stone. "There's no need to be so raunchy, Sarah. Just sit." A vein was now showing on his neck. "Me? Raunchy? Oh no you didn't just-" "Enough!" I finally had it and screamed making them both look at me. "I'm the chosen one! It's me!"