"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
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
Aurora awoke with a pounding headache, her temples throbbing in rhythm with her heartbeat. A low groan escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered open, but she instantly regretted the movement. The world around her was dim, blurred. She could feel the rough wood pressing against her back, the cold bite of tightly knotted ropes digging into her wrists and ankles. Panic gripped her, sharp and immediate. She was tied to a chair. As her senses slowly returned, fragments of memory surged forward in jagged flashes. The sound of a gunshot echoed in her mind. Zoe... Butler Zoe was shot. Her heart clenched, bile rising in her throat. The old man, who had cared for her like a father, had died. For her. Because of her. A tear slipped down her cheek, unbidden and burning. She quickly blinked it away. She couldn't break now. Zoe's sacrifice couldn't be in vain. She had to get out. Her eyes swept her surroundings light barely illuminated the large, grey expanse. It was barren and cold. The place l
Daniel stepped into the dimly lit house, expecting the usual stillness, but instead, a strange scent filled the air—coppery, metallic. His pulse quickened as he scanned the room, his eyes freezing at a horrifying sight. Butler Zoe, his loyal companion, sat slumped against the couch, blood staining his white shirt, the fabric darkened around a bullet wound in his chest. “Zoe!” Daniel’s voice broke as he rushed forward, falling to his knees. His hands hovered over the wound, shaking, unsure where to press, where to help. Zoe’s breath was shallow, each inhale a desperate grasp for life. “Mr. Daniel…” Zoe’s voice was faint, almost swallowed by the gurgling sound in his throat. He tried to lift his head, but the effort seemed monumental. “Where’s Rory?” Daniel’s voice was frantic now, his hands pressing harder against Zoe’s wound, trying to stop the relentless flow of blood. “Where’s my wife, Zoe? What happened? Tell me!” Zoe’s eyes fluttered, struggling to focus. His lips parted, but t
Aurora sat at the long, polished oak table, the clink of silverware on china filling the air. The dining room was imposing with its towering walls lined with ancestral portraits that seemed to watch her every move. Her family—the family she had only just found out about—sat across from her, each holding a strange, silent tension. It was as though she were a foreign object, placed delicately on the surface of their world, and no one was quite sure what to do with her. Her mother, Anita, sat at the head of the table, her face a carefully constructed mask of poise, though Aurora could see the warmth of curiosity beneath. Her eyes darted occasionally to Aurora, as though she couldn't quite believe her daughter was real. Her father, Romero, gripped his wine glass a little too tightly. Emiliano sat across from her, Santiago beside her, and Diego, another brother she just found out that she had sat beside Santi. Then there was Antonio. Her twin brother was seated directly across from her.
Daniel was behind his desk, Oliver seated in front of the desk and Rory at his side. “First, we have to put all the clues we've had so far for the past three years,” Daniel said. “Three years? Didn't everything start this year?” Rory furrowed brows. “I’ve been receiving threatening messages from an unknown number after Blaire’s banquet. The first one was sent to Malcolm: ‘Sleeping beauty has pricked her finger.’” “And you didn't think to tell me? That my kidnapping was not by the Devanes?” Rory’s voice hardened. She wondered what other things he was hiding. Their hug at the hospital didn't mean their relationship was fixed. She wasn't sure if their relationship could ever be mended. “Let’s not stray off-topic for now. We know that the person involved likes riddles but is more straightforward when speaking to Daniel which means he has a personal vendetta against Daniel. Targeting Daniel is the goal since he attacked his mother first.” “The person also loves anagrams and is