"Rory! Rory!!" Kay rushed into the class while yelling Rory's name. Rory raised her eyebrow calmly sipping juice from a small juice box. "You're so calm?! How can you be so calm,when the whole school thinks that you are a gold digger?!" Kay asked a little flustered and angry. How was she so calm?! Rory just glanced at her and didn't say anything. It took longer than she expected. She knew that the only person who could spread this kind of rumor is her sister,Sammy. This morning's incident must have annoyed her. She has seen been through a lot of heart ache and torture,so why would such words affect her. She wasn't that squeamish. She had lived with Sammy for a long time and she was well aware of the right buttons to press and calling her an illegitmate child did the trick. This was all part of the main plan. Everything would soon be clear soon. As Rory was unaffected,her classmates were not. They were all upset. "How could people think that?" One person said with anger in his voi
Rory wasn't moved and just felt bored by their nonsense. By now, Clara's screaming caught the attention of passerbys and they all stopped to watch what was happening. "What nonsense are you spouting?" Terrance looked at Clara with clear disgust. "Now am spouting nonsense? I wonder what she did to you to make you stand up for her? She's just a harlot and an orphan! Don't fall for her tricks! She's only using you for your money!" Clara warned Terrance. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement with some even adding their comments. "Clara is right! She's really shameless!" "How can a prostitute be in an institution of learning?" "I don't even want to stand on the same ground as her,talk more of breathing the same air with her!" "At such a young age, she's already engaging in such disgraceful acts!" "She's just a pretty face!" "She got into the school with a backdoor entry and to top it off she used unclean money to do so!" Terrance glanced coldly at them. These people were obv
Rory came down stairs with a small blue box in her hands. "Rory where did you get the money to start schooling?" Mrs Devane asked her. "None of your business". Rory simply replied. "Rory!" Mrs Devane yelled at her. "How dare you?!" Rory laughed and said matter of factly,"You kicked me out of the house and told me I am no longer part of the family. So what I do with my life has nothing to do with you!" "Rory, mom is just looking out for you. Moreover isn't it strange that out of the blue you just start attending one of the most expensive schools in the town with no explanation. People are bound to spread rumors". Sammy said as if she was trying to help Rory out. Rory sneered at them. This mother and daughter pair are really something. "The daughter of a mistress can go to school freely with no criticism but I can't?" Rory asked calmly. Her words made the color on both the mother and daughter's face drain. Mrs Devane's face darkened. "Who are you calling a mistress?!" "You of
The next day was Saturday so she wasn't going to school. She went downstairs for breakfast only to find that she was the only one at the table. "Zoe, is Daniel not joining us for breakfast?" "No Rory. He's in the study,so he won't be able join you for breakfast."Butler Zoe answered. Rory nodded and didn't ask any further questions. It wasn't that butler Zoe was the only servant in the house, but she first met butler Zoe, naturally she'd be close to him. There was also Cecilia who she called Cece. Cece was also a major figure in the house like butler Zoe but wasn't as powerful. After breakfast Rory decided to take a tour around the house. Apart from her room and the library that Daniel showed her yesterday,she hadn't really been to any part of the house. Exploring the house was in was the best option and it would really help her not to die of boredom. Rory started with the huge garden that had different flowers. Some of the flowers she knew while the rest were all foreign to her.
"Yes we have a guest"Butler Zoe informed. A guest? "A guest?"She asked. "Yes"He replied. She gently nodded. She really didn't want to go. She'd rather spend the whole day in this room playing the piano. However,it won't be nice to send the guest away so she agreed. Rory followed butler Zoe and she made sure she marked the directions of the route to the piano room. When they reached downstairs,she saw a handsome man with black hair and black eyes. He was wearing casual clothes and he looked about Daniel's age. The man had an aura that was powerful and aloof but he wasn't as cold has Daniel. The man looked up and saw the darkest blue eyes staring at him with curiousity. Rory was carefully observing the man and the man was doing the same to Rory. His curiousity was piqued. Why was there a girl in Daniel's house? Daniel didn't like women. So who was she? Was she a friend? Of a relative of some sort? But Daniel didn't even like his mother visiting him. If he could do that to his mot
"Wife huh?"Nate said immediately she left the room. "Hmm". Daniel replied casually. "I didn't know you were interested in young girls."He said jokingly. Daniel glared at him. "Don't glare at me. Am serious. Isn't she too young for you?"He asked more seriously. "She's 18 and she'll grow. I'll make sure she has the necessary comfort. I'll guide her and help her make the right choices. " He said like a doting father. He looked so serious and his grey eyes became soft and loving. Nate was stunned for a second. Was this Daniel Froster? He was now curious to know more about this girl. Because the girl who could soften Daniel's heart wasn't ordinary. ...... 30 minutes passed and Rory came back downstairs. Coincidentally,Nate was already leaving. "You are leaving?"She asked. "Yes little one"Nate said while ruffling her hair. She was so adorable. He just had this feeling to protect her. "Ok bye Uncle Nate"She said goodbye to him. "Uncle Nate?"He asked her back. Why would she call h
She had finished reading after an hour,which was more than the usual time she would have taken to finish studying but it was all worth it to avoid Daniel's glare. However,2 hours passed and she was just flipping the pages in boredom. She was done a long time ago. But how could she tell Daniel that she was done reading a book with over 2 thousand pages? Therefore she chose to keep quiet and pretended to read. Daniel looked up and saw her bored expression as she aimlessly flipped the page. He sighed helplessly. It wasn't like he was going to force her but he really wanted her to do something for herself. Even if she decided not to attend school or she fails he'll still be there to support her. "It's getting late,let's go to bed"Daniel's voice sounded like a ray of hope to Rory. "Yes,yes"she quickly agreed. "Lazy"Daniel scoffed at her. Rory just giggled happily. She packed the book to one side and got ready to leave. "Aren't you coming?"She turned around and asked Daniel. Daniel
Rory's eyebrows furrowed. Who was this barbarian, shouting so early in the morning? She turned around to see Clara standing there glaring at her with her cat eyes. Of course, it had to be her. It was early Monday morning yet some people just couldn't help themselves to create unnecessary trouble. Rory blatantly ignored her and was about to walk away when Clara held her arm. "Who do you think you are to walk out on me?! Am not done talking to you!"Clara said furiously. Rory's dark blue eyes became icy cold and her expression unreadable. "Let go of my arm, "Rory told her calmly but her eyes lacked warmth. Clara was so afraid that she took a step back in fear and she subconsciously let go of her arm. Rory smiled at her reaction. Clara cleared her throat feeling embarrassed. How can someone like Rory make her feel scared? "Don't get like this. I was only concerned about you. A little birdie told me that you haven't gone to school before. I would be worried" Clara's words sounded
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