Your Call Second Hand Novels & Stories

The words stab my throat the second they leave my mouth. After the call ends, I return to the couch. The laptop’s still glowing, but I don’t see anything. I stare at my own reflection in the glass. Tara Anasthassia De Carrillo, 25. Architect. Math minor. Independent woman with her own apartment and a decent enough portfolio to pitch to Singapore next year. And still....can’t let go of a man who was never even hers. I set the laptop on the table. Grab the wine. Take another sip.

My fingers hovered over the screen. It rang once. Twice. Then again. I didn’t move. But the ringing stopped. And a second later, a message popped up. You need to call me. Now.

I wondered if I just called the wrong number or the guy on the other phone was just being silly. “Oh, maybe I dialed the wrong number, you see the thing is that I was given this number to call the person on the other line of the phone because I needed to buy something that I really wanted and according to her, the owner of this number sells it so…” “Are you aware of the fact that you talk a lot madam, I am aware and I also understand what your talking about but I just wanted to hear it from you” “Hear what from me?” “What are you planning on buying from me?”

I almost shouted at her. "Shhhh, don't shout. I turned off the second call indication as it was getting annoying when we talk." she said. "Are you for real? Second call intimation is invented to let you know that there is someone else trying to talk to you." I said. "Pch, I know, de. Stop taking classes. Ok tell me, what now?" She asked me, pulling me to her and making me sit beside her. "Mom was talking about an alliance to me, right? It looks like our horoscopes match perfectly." I told her.

It was from Lacey, “Girl, call me. I just thought of an amazing idea! Call me.” The second message was from Angela, “Girl, I just got off the phone with Lacey, we have such a great idea for you! Call me!” I laughed, “I would bet that they got the same idea that we did, except that they want to add to it.” He laughed, “I refuse to take that bet. I’ll stop while I’m ahead.”

I want the details of all the calls been made and expected in the span of two days" In the next 5 minutes, his men brought the call record. " Sir there was five phones activated in this place. Here are the details of the call record" Venus checked all the identity and details of these people. "Sir these two sims were new and activated recently. The call has been made to four different people in four different parts of the world. It just means the call was forwarded to different people so that we couldn't track the call. " ON whose name this sim is? I want the identity right now."

Now, it was time for the second. She reached for her phone once again, her fingers gripping the sleek device tightly. This call was even more dangerous than the first. But she didn’t care. She was willing to play with fire if it meant getting what she wanted. She scrolled through her contacts until she found the name she was looking for. Her lips curled into a wicked smirk as she pressed the call button. The phone rang once… twice… and then finally, the line connected. Hello, Luca . The abandoned first son.

Please, tell me that she didn't turn off her phone just so I couldn't call her. Since it was hopeless calling Mom, I tried calling Daddy but the first time I tried to call him, it ended immediately I didn't even hear a ringing from the other line. I even thought that maybe I don't have a load balance anymore, so before calling him again, I'll check my load first, but the balance is still okay. My second call was still the same, the call ended automatically. I bit my lower lip and lost hope. Why did I even try to call them? I did say earlier that their business is more important than me, right?

I hope it does not exist just yet, because honestly, at this time, I can't concentrate at all, thought the owner of a pair of hazel eyes. When she got there, a woman with the Scorpio zodiac sat back in her favorite chair, then she started to take the phone that was on the table, then pressed a number. A few moments later, a dial tone is heard, so the caller knows the destination number is available to call. Not until the third ring was a sign that someone else had already picked up the phone call. Abigail Laurentia Verz: “Hello.”

I turned back and went inside, picking up my phone from the nightstand to dial a number. “Is it done?” The other person on the other side of the call confirmed that it was done. I managed to keep my composure and smile as I made my way back to the laptop, but as I did so, I became increasingly aware of the sensation that the world was spinning in front of my eyes. This caused me to trip over my own feet. Fuck!