The Couple Next Door Book Summary Novels & Stories

I'll head back once I wrap things up here. On my way out, I slipped off the ring I had worn since the wedding and dropped it into a trash can by the door. I didn't need something that belonged to more than one person. Not a ring. Not a man. When I got home, I packed up everything Miles and I had bought together and threw it out. By the time I finished, half the apartment was empty. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I could breathe. The next evening, when I got back from work, Miles was standing outside the door. He was wearing a gray shirt I had never seen before. A faint, sweet scent lingered on him.

💞 Gianna’s P.o.v💞 “Hey,it seems some new people have moved in next door” Jamal said as he looked through the window. I joined him to look,i saw two people, I think they are husband and wife. They were with their luggages,while the maids were helping them with somethings. “I pray they have daughters” Jamal said and i smacked his head. “Ouch” “Jammy,you are such man-whore” i said and he chuckled.

Everyone kept the matters quietly that show how trustworthy the men in the Long family men was . After almost two hours stays in the study room , the new couple leaves the Long family house and went back to their house guarded by the Long family guards . The couple went back to their bedroom and after cleaning up , both resting on their bed after the tired banquet . The house is so quiet as those who went for their stocking shopping are still crazily buying things .

SHAYLE Oh my god. He actually recognized me. The shock hit me as I blinked at him, heat crawling up my neck, and for a moment my tongue glued itself to the roof of my mouth. “Uh… I’m your neighbor,” I stammered out, clearing my throat way too late. “Next door.”

CONTENT WARNING: Age-gap (18+/40s), seduction of a vulnerable teen, cheating on implied future relationship with parents’ trust, coercion/adult taking advantage of emotional distress, explicit sexual content including oral (both ways) and unprotected vaginal sex with internal ejaculation CHAPTER ONE It was four months ago when my new neighbors moved in. I was used to the neighboring house being empty since the previous occupants had moved out a few months earlier, which was no big loss because I never got on with them. That family seemed to think I was to blame for my wife leaving me, despite everyone else knowing it was my wife who had the affair and had left me. So it was good to have an e

“Excuse me? And you’re just telling me now? Spill everything!” I sighed, trying to figure out where to begin. “His name is Evan. He lives next door to my aunt. We met on New Year’s Day when I was, uh… going to get water because the house ran out.” Rachel laughed. “Romantic. So, what’s he like?” “Honestly? He’s… different. He’s confident but not arrogant, and he has this way of making everything feel significant, you know? Like when he talks, it’s like he sees right through you.”

"Oh look, Jim," Karina mumbled, sipping from her coffee. "The neighbours are fucking again." Since Karina and her husband moved to their new neighbourhood, they had enough of their neighbours. Leslie and Adam, who lived in the next building, were sex freaks; at least, that was what Karina and Jim concluded. They were always seen kissing and smooching on the veranda, in public, directly in front of Jim and Karina's kitchen window. It irritated the couple to no end.

Whenever the sun went down, the wife would start moaning embarrassingly loudly. But it sounded like the couple next door was arguing tonight, and the fight was getting worse. In the end, the wife’s screams nearly deafened me. “Did someone die?” I cried out softly. The commotion next door suddenly died down. It was at this moment that I finally realized what had happened. The soundproofing was terrible, and they could hear all the noise I made too. ‘Oh no…’ My heart leaped to my throat. The strange silence lasted for about four seconds before I suddenly heard a piercing cry for help.

We barely spoke for the next several days, and there was an invisible tension lingering between us. I thought about finding an opportunity to apologize to her when our neighbor paid an unexpected visit. A couple, Liam and Heather Smith lived in the apartment next door. They were known as the most affectionate couple in our building, joined at the hip and always in sync. Sometimes, I could not help but wonder how they managed to stay so sweet to each other after so many years of marriage. They hosted a small gathering today and invited several young couples, including us. The men drank while the women chatted. The atmosphere was wonderful. I looked at my wife, who was finally gazing back at m

Most people might feel embarrassed by having their neighbor turn up in the night to ask them to quiet down, but he didn't let it stop him one bit. My only remaining option was to call my mom and vent. "The house is fine Mommy, but my neighbor's a satyriasis." There was confused silence from the other end of the line. "Your neighbor's a what, sweetie?" "He's like a rabbit. I can hear him going at it from dusk till dawn. My nerves are shredded. If you don't believe me, come listen for yourself." I made sure to sound despondent. In truth, I'd been wanting to redecorate for a while and this seemed like the perfect excuse.