Simon Relph Audiobook Demo (3rd Person)
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Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General)Transcript
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however, returning to the stables where he'd intended to take his time grooming his gelding before going back into the house to find Sophie pinned beneath that scoundrel, Ralph Lovelace had being like a blow to the gut. Without a second thought. He'd abandoned his horse and stormed into the stable, the edges off, his vision fading black as his blood heated to the boiling point, grasping love lace. By his colour, he'd yank the curve off Sophie and flung him into one of the stalls. Then he taken hold of a horse whip hanging from a nail nearby and pursued behind him. He faintly heard Sophie coughing and fighting to draw breath, but he did not turn back. He had eyes only for Lovelies, who had struck with the whip, catching him across the face and leaving a red welt upon the handsome visage. Lovelace trembled and tried to dance away from the whip as Simon swung it over and over, accentuating his words with the lash and crack of the tail. You *******! He rushed, his voice low and grating, not his own, as if some demon had taken up residence inside of him. I warned you never to trifle with what is mine again. Do you remember? No. Allow me to refresh your memory. That's it all. Ashton lovelies cried, leaping to his feet and pressing against the back of the empty stall. The chit wanted it threw herself at me. Simon correct the whip again producing a whimper from the coward whose face now blushed. Scarlet fromthe lashes crossing it. You now lying to your list of offences against my family. He grilled I want to kill you here and now.