All Chapters of FANGS AND ROSES: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JOURNEY TO SAN FRANCISCO. The next morning Roman woke Hayley up from her sleep. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled when her eyes met his. “Good morning” she said smiling shyly and Roman pressed his lips on her. “Good morning,” he said. Her smile widened and she began to blush. “Go and get ready. You need to leave on time” Roman said and she nodded and got up from the bed She went into the bathroom, had her bath and came out. As she picked out the cloth she was going to wear, her towel fell from her body. She wanted to pick it up but then she changed her mind. There wasn't any need for that, really. Roman looked at her, he watched her closely waiting for her to quickly cover up but she never did She just continued searching for clothes. She found a loose gown and then she wore her undies and threw it on “You know you are playing the wrong game with me, Rose” he said and she turned and looked at him. “I am sorry but I am afraid I do not understand what you mean,” Hayley

Homecoming Hayley's POV I stepped off the jet, my heart pounding like a jackhammer in my chest. San Francisco stretched out before me, a familiar yet somehow foreign landscape. The city I once called home now felt like a distant memory, blurred by the whirlwind of recent events. Roman's hand found mine, squeezing gently. "You okay, Rose?" he murmured. I forced a smile, but it felt brittle as glass. "As okay as I can be, I guess." I sighed. We made our way through the airport, my mind racing faster than my feet could carry me. Every face I passed seemed to morph into Jane's, her words echoing in my head like a cruel taunt: "Such a great daughter you are." I shook my head, trying to dislodge the memory. "Stop it," I muttered to myself. "What was that?" Roman asked, glancing at me with concern. "Nothing," I replied quickly. "Just... talking to myself. Bad habit." I replied honestly. As we climbed into the waiting car, I found myself staring out the window, lost in thought. The

A Taste of Romance Hayley's POV After wandering the hotel and taking a tour for what seemed to last like an eternity, I was tired of walking on my heels, so I leaned voluntarily into Roman for support. Roman seemed to read my expression when he spoke up. "A dinner and a drink will be needed after all the evening's events," he suggested, his voice as smooth as velvet. Without waiting for my response, he gently guided me towards the hotel's renowned eatery. As we stepped into the restaurant, the atmosphere enveloped us like a warm embrace. The lighting was soft and intimate, casting a golden glow over everything it touched. All around us, ladies in elegant evening dresses and men in sharp suits sat at tables, while their hushed conversations created a gentle buzz in the air. The soft clink of glasses and the delicate sound of cutlery against fine chinaware added to the symphony of refined dining. "Wow," I whispered to Roman, my eyes wide as I took in the scene before us. "Looks

A Day of Love and SupportHayley's POVI opened my eyes slowly, like a flower unfurling its petals to greet the morning sun. The soft light filtered through the curtains which painted the room in a gentle golden hue, and wrapped us in its warm embrace.Roman's strong arm was draped over my waist, his presence a comforting anchor in the sea of emotions swirling within me.As I lay there, drinking in the peaceful moment, I felt Roman stir beside me. His sleepy voice rumbled through his chest, "Good morning, beautiful." He greeted me.The simple words sent a flutter through my heart, as delicate as a butterfly's wings.I turned to face him, my breath catching at the sight of his tousled hair and the soft smile playing on his lips. "Morning,"I whispered back, unable to keep the happiness from seeping into my voice. It amazed me how his mere presence could make me feel so safe, so cherished.Roman's lips brushed against my forehead, soft as a feather. "How did you sleep?" he asked, his fi

Out To Meet An Old FriendHayley's POVAs we walked out of the hospital, the cool air on the streets carried my hair gently flying around, while my heart whirled with a mixture of emotions.The weight of everything that had happened inside which were, Roman's incredible generosity, and the emotional reunion with my parents settled on my shoulders like a heavy cloak.But amidst all the swirling emotions, a new determination began to take root in my heart.I turned to Roman, his eyes soft with concern as he watched me. "Ro," I began, my voice stronger than I expected, "I need to see Jane. I can't be in the city and not try to make things right with her." I decided.Roman's brow furrowed, and a shadow of worry crossed his face. "Are you sure that's a good idea, Rose? After everything that's happened..." He asked me.I understood his concern. Jane's actions had hurt me deeply, like a knife twisting in my gut. But she had been my best friend for so long, a constant in my life like the Nort