The Mute Woman Novels & Stories

Two days later Lauren visits me again to inform me that they found the woman and have cornered her. “Goddess, we are not mafia, Lauren,” I mutter as I shrug on the jacket. She wisely keeps silent but accompanies me to where they have kept the woman ‘captive’. The woman is not a whimpering mess when I reach there. Unlike most of these captives or rogues I have met, she bows respectfully but keeps her dignity intact. She remains silent when others file out except Lauren. “Why did you sneak into Kaizen’s house?” The woman remains quiet for a moment, but long enough for Lauren to spur into action. She grabs her throat, tilting her head back.

I was a little confused when I heard the girl beneath me let out a moan. Was not Elizabeth mute? Can a mute make such a lustful moan? But it felt so good that I quickly put that little bit of confusion behind me. **Elizabeth's POV** * I purposely stood at the door and waited for 5 minutes. I put my ear to the door and clearly heard Luna's sexy moan. I sneered as I pulled out the lock I had prepared in advance and gently locked the door behind me. Then I took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and let out a loud scream.

Not at a desk, not posed with deliberation, but sitting in the particular natural way of someone who has been somewhere for a while and is still there — the posture of someone who is in the middle of something rather than at its end or its beginning. Her face was not visible. The silhouette was complete but the features were not — and this, Adaeze understood immediately, was right. This was the right choice. Because the woman in the silhouette was not her specifically. Was not any specific woman. Was the woman in the dark. Every woman in the dark. The woman who was reading messages she was never supposed to see and sitting at a kitchen counter with her hand flat against the cool surface maki

Wolves are fighting to prove their worth, their strength, their right to stand among the pack’s elite. What place did a mute girl have in a place like that? My hands clenched against the thin blanket. I wanted to scream, but the only sound that left my lips was the silence I had known my entire life. By dawn, the house was already awake. I could hear the muffled clatter of pots from the kitchen, the low hum of my mother’s voice. She always hummed when she cooked—something sweet on the surface but sharp when you listened too closely, like she hummed to keep from saying what she truly thought.

Her expression was one of pure moral horror, aimed entirely at me. "What the fuck is this?" she whispered. "What have you done?" "It's a rogue," I said, watching the cage. The woman was still pressed up against the bars, reaching for me. "Fuck you." Mina laughed, and her eyes were hard with fury. "This isn't a rogue. It's a naked woman in a fucking cage. What are you doing with a woman locked in a cage?" The woman reached out her arms between the bars, not trying to speak. She only wanted to be close to me.

, I said, still smirking. I wanted her to scream, to slap me, to walk out—anything but what she did next. She started to cry, and I froze. I did not have a good past with women crying; I did not know how to react. I watched her walk away, crying, and I stood there, mute. I had to admit, that was pretty dumb of me, and I instantly regretted my action.

Mute was extremely embarrassed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground to hide. Mr. Mute was stunned. The young lady in front of him lowered her eyes. She was not feeling disgusted as he had imagined, and she did not just touch him with just a few fingers because she felt that he was dirty. Instead, she was holding his feet completely with her palms. Mr. Mute’s lips twitched, and tears welled up in his cloudy eyes.

She was saying before she felt a rotten smelling disgusting age throwing and smashed on her mouth, It was so disgusting and nauseous that she vomited all in her stomach until the storm of rotten eggs and decomposing animals were started being thrown at her and robbed at her skins through the spaces of the cage. "You have to suffer an excrutiatingly painful death you wench !" She heard a woman screamed into her ears from the crowd and her eyes caught a glimpse of her and her memory immediately flashed back to the night she stole a pregnant woman's baby by cutting Open her stomach. "She's dead ! I know of that !" Matilda reassured herself that the Woman was dead and she wouldn't come to claim

He was too terrified to notice that . " Mark was right about you after all" Luciano didn't stop there"You were desperate for my attention". "It's not your fault. . . being an Omega, that to the one with no mate is really hard" . Luciano nodded like agreeing with himself. "You do need someone's pheromone to protect you, since there is so many unmated Alpha everywhere" Saying he took few step closer making Soren take his step backward. " For a mute , you really are very skilled in seducing Alpha's, Might have let your intentions be clear from the starting then maybe i would have consider taking the offer". Luciano whisper the last part.

The door opened, revealing a simple room with only a bed inside. Lying on the bed was a woman. It wasn’t Charlotte, but a disfigured woman whose features were entirely unrecognizable. Riley noticed her too and asked, “Who are you?” The woman seemed unable to hear, showing no reaction at all. “Boss, she must be deaf. With the noise you made from kicking the door open, she didn’t react at all.” Suzy realized the woman wasn’t just deaf but also mute. Her tongue was gone!