"What the hell?!"Rory shouted in pain.
She was pushed and staggered a little.Then she turned and saw the person who did it."Are you crazy Samantha?!" She stood up and shouted at her."Crazy? The only crazy person here,is you Aurora!"Samantha was angry and she wasn't trying to hide it.What was her problem now?"What do you want this time?" Rory was starting to get tired of the constant fights."How did you convince the principal to get Mr Walker fired? Now everyone has been calling him names since I got to school this morning. Why would you accuse him of such vile things?"Rory looked at her like she was insane."What nonsense are you spewing?""I am not talking rubbish. Don't deny it,you know am saying the truth."She still insisted.Rory couldn't believe her ears."You are right. Principal Adams shouldn't have fired him so Mr Walker would have done the same thing you call"You're home this early,looks like the sky is falling down"Rory joked."Hello to you too Mrs Froster"He smiled and grabbed her by the waist."Hey! What are you doing?" She tried to break free but that only made his grip on her waist firmer.Not listening to her,he kissed her. Rory couldn't resist his lips,so she kissed back. Her mouth slightly opened,giving him access. Daniel deepened the kiss,with his tongue dancing with her's. Their tongues intertwined and became one. Rory was on cloud nine. Daniel ran his hands through her hair, down to her back. His fingers moved up and down her spine. If she wasn't gripping Daniel,Rory was sure she would have fallen down. Her knees were weak and she let out a soft moan.Something screamed for Daniel to stop, knowing he was about to lose control. He was already very hard,as he pulled her closer, removing any thing called reasonable space between them. Rory could feel Daniel's little man against her p***y. The need to enter into her was just too
"Girlfriend!"A young boy shouted in excitement as he ran towards where Daniel and Rory were having dinner.Rory saw the young boy,she stood up and ran towards him also and said in ecstasy,"Lucas!"The boy jumped up and Rory caught him. He wrapped his hands around Rory neck."My baby,have missed you""Me too"The boy buried his face in Rory's neck.Daniel scowled at their interactions.The young boy looked around 3 years old. He had a round face and was especially cute with his green eyes that had a hint of grey in them. "Have you eaten?"Rory asked."No"He replied with his cute baby voice that made Rory's heart melt. It was just so adorable. Still wrapped in Rory's arms,she took him to the dinning table and put him down on one of the chairs. But he was too short,so Rory asked Butler Zoe to bring a small chair and placed it on top of one of the chairs."Uncle Daniel"He greeted very respectfully. Daniel just narrowed his eyes at him,not saying anything.He had lived for just three years
The tears on her face kept rolling down as she looked at her grandmother's lifeless body on the old, shaky bed."Grandma?"She still called out hoping she'd get a response from the dead woman. "Please don't go. You're all I have. Grandma please say something"Her voice became urgent as she held the woman's old, wrinkly, white hand. Then she rested her head on the woman's belly as she always did after being tortuted by the Devanes. But the tears didn't stop, not even for a second. She cried silently."Rory" A soft voice called out. She felt a hand on her shoulders. She raised her head up to see Clarisse staring at her with so many emotions in her black eyes. Nervousness and anguish were the most prominent emotions.She understood why she'd feel anguish, but nervous?"Rory am so sorry."She said."It's not your fault Nana Clarisse"Rory said while she stood up to be at eye length with Clarisse. For a woman in her late fifties, she was tall but she looked thin and had very haggard, weak,
"Rory, you're here?"Kay was the first to speak."Where else am I suppose to be?"She asked carelessly.Anna saw Rory and she was stunned. She was too beautiful for words to describe. She stared at her, taking in all her perfect features. The bluest eyes, pink, full lips that someone might mistake as red, the small heartshaped nose, round face, long midnight black hair and white skin, that was a little bit tanned. Rory felt someone's gaze on her and her eyes fell on Anna. Their eyes locked and only then did she realize what she was doing; she was shamelessly gawking Rory and it caught the attention of the whole class. So unprincess like! Anna smiled nervously at Rory and the latter nodded at her.Rory didn't care but was just curious about her identity. However, she knew someone would tell her, so she made her way to her seat after saying 'good morning' to Miss Agatha."Rory where were you? You were almost late"Blaire couldn't help but nag her. Punctuality carried 10 points in their gr
How dare they speak of her husband that way? Cold blooded? Ruthless? Heartless? He was only cold to outsiders. These people had no idea of what they were saying."Have you met Daniel Froster before?" She asked with slightly narrowed eyes and the air around them became chilly."No we've not, but the rumors...""What are rumors? They are unproven information. You haven't met him before, yet you claim to know so much about him, isn't it?" She said it so coldly that it made them shiver."Rory don't take it to heart. We were just saying what we heard"Terrence said trying to smoothen the situation."Is that so? Cold? Ruthless? Cold blooded? Add murder to the list and it would become a joke" Rory was furious. She won't let anyone speak ill of her husband,even if the people in question were her friends.They all went silent. The question was: "Why did Rory become so angry?""What was her relationship with Daniel Froster?""So..." Anna's eyes scanned everyone seated on the table and said with a
Rory stood up, slowly. She turned to Lucas and told him to be good. When she stood up, she had the aura of an empress making everyone in the cafeteria fall silent. She took unhurried strides towards Samantha and stopped when she was just a step away from her.“Samantha, do you have a thing for asking rhetorical questions?” Rory asked with a meaningful smile. Her voice was not loud but it was clear enough for everyone to hear because of how quiet the place was.The smart people understood what she implied. Did it mean Samantha had the answers and she was asking these questions to stir up trouble? Everyone’s gaze on Samantha became strange.However Rory wasn't satisfied with the first blow, she continued by asking, “Or do you have selective amnesia and only recall some certain events?” Why should she stop there? Samantha wasn't kind to her, so why should she be polite? The game has just begun. What the Devane family stole from her, she’d take it back with interest. She couldn't help
Her eyes fluttered open and that alone caused her to groan in pain. Her whole body was so sore that she was sure that standing up would kill her. However, she knew that if she didn’t stand up, Mrs Devane would increase the level of difficulty she was already facing.She stood up from the ‘bed’. She snickered. Was this even a bed? It was a bed alright; a bed made of iron and a worn out, which she was certain was for a baby was placed on it. This was her life.She stretched and bent her back backward and forward because of how stiff it was. She couldn’t help but scan the room. The room was very small and only had space for a bed. The door was close to the right-hand side of the bed so the only free space was on the other side of the bed. The walls weren’t painted and looked awful. Then the smell; the smell wasn’t any better. There was only one window, thankfully. The rain kept pouring with no intention to stopHer life was hard and she could only blame her father. If he had cared about h
One month ago.“I’m thinking about opening a gallery,” Rory said to Daniel.Daniel was dressing for work, while Rory was resting in bed. She still wasn’t allowed to move around because of the incident.“That is very good, Koala. But I think you should hold on for a little bit longer” Daniel responded, while buttoning up his shirt.“Why?” She got off bed and walked up to Daniel to help him knot his tie, “I already have a large following and enough money to invest in a place. Plus I’m already speaking to Oliver”. “I’m not saying you don’t”. He grabbed her by the waist, “And I think you should still be in bed, resting”“But I’m bored” She said dramatically and rested her head on his chest. Daniel chuckled.“It’s not funny” She pushed him away about to runaway, but Daniel didn’t allow her to escape. He was faster and tightened his grip on her waist.“Where do you think you’re going? Want to run away from your Prince, Aurora?” He smirked.“My Prince was named Phillip, not Daniel, so…..” S
I have no words to express the immense happiness and joy I feel over this book. I was very young when I started this book two years ago and I made quite a lot of errors😂. I didn't upload for a while and so many mistakes that I wanted to give up on this book but my editor gave me the best advice that has helped me so much in my writing career: Always keep writing. To all the votes, comments, and readers, I just want to say thank you for joining me on this story. Rory and Daniel’s story will forever have a place in my heart as one of my best works. But this is not the end of their story! You can see them in future sequels of all the characters in this book. No character is being left out but this is their story so any plot points not explored in this book will be explored in their books. I am also done with the sequel of this book, “My Professor and I, on another app. If you want to check it out, it's on the other app that ends with Novel and starts with Web. Thank you for staying
The sun kissed the horizon as golden waves lapped softly against the shore. Rory’s laughter filled the air, a sound Daniel had feared he might never hear again. She ran ahead of him, her hair whipping in the salty breeze, her bare feet sinking into the cool sand.“Come on, slowpoke!” she called out, grinning over her shoulder.Daniel jogged to catch up, a small smile tugging at his lips. The past year had been a blur of pain, healing, and rediscovery. Therapy had helped Rory process the loss of their unborn child, and while the ache would never fully vanish, she had learned to carry it with grace. Daniel had his own scars, some visible, others etched deep within, but seeing Rory’s light return had made his burdens lighter.“Slowpoke?” he teased, catching her around the waist and spinning her. Her laughter bubbled out, bright and free. “I’m the one who kept up with you in therapy runs, remember?”“Barely,” she quipped, playfully swatting his arm as he set her down.They walked along th
The hospital room was a hollow shell of life, filled with the mechanical hum of the ventilator and the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Rory sat by Daniel’s bedside, her fingers gently wrapped around his cold, unmoving hand. The once vibrant man she loved was now a pale reflection of himself, his face gaunt, his body thinner than she remembered. His smile, the light in his ocean-blue eyes, the warmth of his laughter—all of it had vanished into the sterile silence of this room.Rory’s cheeks were streaked with tears, her throat raw from months of pleading. She spoke to him as though her words could reach him, as though somewhere in the depths of his unconsciousness, he could hear her and find his way back.“Daniel,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “do you remember that summer we spent by the lake? You swore you’d teach me to fish, but I ended up tangling the line so badly we had to cut it. You laughed so hard you couldn’t even be mad at me.”Her fingers tightened around his, as
The ambulance lights flickered like a warning, their red glow staining the night. Rory knelt beside Daniel, her trembling hands pressing against the gushing wounds. Blood soaked through her clothes, hot and unrelenting, as though time itself had opened its veins to bleed alongside him. His face was pale, his lips cracked, yet his eyes-oh, those eyes--still found hers, still held her like an anchor in the storm. "Stay with me, Dani," she whispered, her voice a broken hymn. But her words fell like ash, scattered by the wind. His smile was faint, weaker than the last exhale of a dying candle. "You will always... make me stay." And then his eyes fluttered closed. She screamed. A sound ripped from the marrow of her bones, a raw and primal anguish that silenced the world around her. Nate flinched at the sound, his breath hitching as he stumbled back. Rory crouched over Daniel's body, her hands now shaking too violently to apply pressure to the wounds. She was crumbling before him,
Rory’s gaze locked onto the tail lights flashing like taunts in the distance. The night was thick, the road weaving like a black ribbon through the desolate countryside. Nate gripped the wheel beside her, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed in concentration, while Oliver sat in the backseat, his laptop balanced on his knees, fingers flying over the keys.“They’re gaining speed,” Rory muttered, adrenaline flooding her veins. “Can you keep up, Nate?”He gave her a quick, fierce nod. “I’m not letting him get away with Daniel.” His voice was tight with determination, as he pressed down harder on the gas. The engine roared in response, pushing the car forward as it veered dangerously around another sharp bend.Oliver’s face glowed from the laptop screen in the backseat. “I’m trying to hack into Jordan’s phone,” he said, his tone laced with urgency. “If I can disrupt his GPS or disable the car remotely, it’ll give us an advantage.”Rory threw a glance over her shoulder. “How long will that take?
“Right!” She yelled, jerking away from Jordan’s evil touch. “Really? Well, I’m sorry, love. Your guess is wrong!” Jordan informed her and she closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing.“Please don't kill them! Please!” She pleaded and Jordan clicked his tongue repeatedly. “Awww. But you should have guessed properly!” He brought out a gun and shot the woman on the right in the head. ‘Bam!’“No!” She shrieked. “No, no, no! You monster! You freak of nature! No wonder your parents die! They deserved to die than to see the monster that you've become! Yes! They deserve to die!”“What did you just say?” His head snapped to hers, looking her dead in the eyes, his gun pointed at her, daring her to speak.The gunshot echoed in her ears over and over again but she didn't care. He should get it over with. “I said that your parents deserved to die the way that they did! Who would want to have a deformed and debased being as their son? I most certainly would not even if my life depen
[Trigger Warning: Mention and mild depiction of SA. I tried my best to shorten it.]***They said darkness enveloped you when you were dead. However, Rory felt the opposite. Darkness shrouded her because she was hopeless. Because no one was going to save her but herself. That's what she did. She played the part of a docile girl after the beatings Jordan had given her. She stopped saying, ‘Fuck You’ and curled herself into a ball and sobbed. Jordan crouched down beside her, as her shoulders shook. “Awww. Weren't you the one who wanted to pretend to be brave, Aurora? You know I like you like this. Weak, defenseless, and helpless.” He reached out and touched her hair, twirling them in his fingers but Rory kept shaking, tears streaming down her face.It felt like a thousand horses were stampeding on her body and that she was being thrown off a cliff, over and over again that the pain became a sound. It was a sound at this point, pushing her to the brink of insanity.Jordan smiled, a rea
The table was the only thing dividing Oliver and Daniel. But what kept Daniel calm was a mystery to Oliver as the video on his laptop played. Daniel had aged badly. He had stubble, his eyes were heavy, and dark circles covered the beauty of his steel eyes, still, the sharpness in them swirled as he peered at the screen. What was playing was a blurry video of a woman in the car who had almost hit Nana Clarisse as she tried to escape. It was very fleeting and unclear but he got a glimpse of those blue eyes and he knew who it was. His Koala. “How is the old woman?” he asked monotonously. Life had been sucked out of him these past few weeks and to make matters worse Rory’s family had been attacking his company non-stop because they blamed Daniel for everything. Oliver understood that they had lost their daughter twice and this was a normal reaction but how did this solve the problem? Although both sides were working together to save Rory. That was the most important thing at this poi
The car sped down the road, its headlights cutting through the night like blades. The hum of the engine was the only sound in the tight space, broken occasionally by the crackle of the walkie-talkie. Rory packed at the side of the road, gathering her thoughts. “This is The Riddler to Sleeping Beauty, do you copy?” Jordan’s voice came over the static. “The Riddler. I like ‘The Riddler’ but that’s already taken. What about ‘The Puzzler’? No that sounds terrible. What do you think, Sleeping Beauty?” Aurora hesitated, her fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles whitened. Her eyes narrowed in on her target. The task he gave her was to run over Nana Clarisse, who was buying something beside the road. He wanted her to kill her Nana? How could she? How would she? “Sleeping beauty? I asked you a question. Which name do you want me to use? I need an answer.” Rory would never take for granted his light and playful tone. He never joked around. Everything he said was