All Chapters of Audacity: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[POV Fany] -----  I gave him a chance to speak.  Fifteen minutes is enough.  "Speak."  My ears in him, my face focused forward.  The car slowed down.  Good, talking while driving is dangerous.  Alex said, "I'm an illegitimate child, previously living in an orphanage. Only because my father kther children's died, and my biological mother died, and then I got opportunity to enter this family. I love my father, but my stepmother ... she ... how to explain it-  -"  "She's an monster who only sees you as a pawn?"  Alex nodded slowly.  "Unlike your mother, she takes great care of you."  He made me laugh.  Alex looked at the skin of the pomegranate, but didn't understand how sour the inside is.  "Fan, she wants the best for you. I also want th

[POV Fany]----- "You'd better get moving or I'll kick your ass," Alex said angrily. The bald man laughed and patted Alex on the back of the head. I'm not sure what he was talking about, but he poured coffee in Alex's face. I can't stay still. Alex isn't Adrian; he's used to just telling people what to do. He wasn't a thug with a physical steel and a history of dealing with animals like them; he was fragile. "Get away from me!" I exploded. "Look, the girl defends the guy!" exclaimed the tall one, drawing applause from his peers. This is the first time I've pushed my eyes until they almost fell out of their sockets, and I appear to have succeeded in making them stare at me silently. "Stay away or else I'm going to report to Adrian—no, I'm going straight to the cops." Yes, they exchanged glances! He must be terrified. Why even

[POV Adrian] ----- A middle-aged man wearing a hat exited the tow truck with a friend. They were dressed in shabby white mechanical uniforms that were as filthy as their faces. They have an oily odor.   "Mr Adrian?" inquired the younger, who wore a baseball cap with a beak on the back. "Mr Alex requested that we take your car to a private repair shop and invite you to select an engine there."   That fast. "Okay."   A tow truck came to pick up my car. I was sitting in the front seat, facing Alex's house. We sat down as a group of three.   The car is moving at a slow pace. It appears that getting to the destination will take a long time. Dammit, I had to be a truant once more.   A super-elite residential area not far from Beverly Hills is home to the tie-down pampers who believe they have the world at their disposal.   Alex's house is larger and

[POV Adrian]-----Pleasant licks on my penis caused me to moan loudly. They give it their all, a grope in the stomach, a peck on the chest. Yes, this is what I desired. But.... Fany, no, I'm not going to fall for this. I've never been rude to a woman before, but this time I drew the Japanese girl's head back until I heard a plop."Enough."Still clutching the hard veined thing, the American girl smiled seductively. Her voice had been artificially sweetened. "Do you want anything else, my stallion?"Even though it was stuffy, I pulled my pants up and kept my penis in. I grabbed the shirt that was lying on the floor and dashed to the garage door."You're not going to be able to open it. You must use a... key."But I can. I drew up the large garage gate until it slightly opened. He was correct; this thing weighed as much as a car.I knelt out of here, staring at the three girls. "Please fix my car right away. I'm going to wait ou

[POV Adrian] -----He spun me around, kicked me in the knee, and then hit another guy who attacked him from behind.What's the matter with him?I'm not sure who he is, so why would he say something like that? Who is he, bald with a thin beard and heavily tattooed?The Royal Rumble battle is extremely brutal. They have weapons. Whatever means they employ to attack and defend.There are no weapons in my cell. That Italian ... I stormed out, yelling at the Italian guy in the suit."You're lying, there isn't a gun in there!""Who is lying, Merda?" He responded with a grating laugh. "Listen, your friend didn't put anything in there, did he?"He spoke to his friend before tossing a baseball near me, a smooth stick that I hope will become my best friend in battle.I was about to pick up the baseball bat when I was interrupted by another.The man in the suit exclaimed, "Please don't blame me, for you misfortu