Rose went down to the first floor of their house. She was a little taken aback and she won't lie by the question Josie had asked. She then remembered about the lingering look that Mr. Jayden Harding had when looking at her.
"No way," whispered Rose. She wasn't convinced the man would like her when yesterday was only their first meeting. Walking toward the kitchen, she found her mother.
"Oh my dearest, have you delivered the letter?" The older woman, Mrs. Maury wore an apron over her dress to stop the dusts from smudging over her dress.
"Yes I did, on my way I heard about Mr. Hearst's accident again. They said there are possible werewolves amongst us in the village," answered Rose as she quickly went on her mother's side, "I will clean the plate," she said dutifully, knowing that her mother need rest.
Mrs. Maury let her daughter take over, taking her kindness, "That's impossible. We know there are not
It had been a week since he had been saved by a clueless woman who thought she could help him by a mere umbrella and somewhere with the days passed, he couldn't forget the girl who had took his interest and her sweet scent that still linger in the back of his mind even though days have passed. He knew he had a keen smelling sense, but the girl's scent was something different that even rain couldn't cease him from enjoying her sweet scent.He had threaded the thought of meeting her again and ordered his subordinate to quickly find the woman who he had been wanting to meet again. As for what he wanted to do when meeting her again, he put the thought on hold; thinking to choose what to do when he met her again who he had named in his mind as the rabbit of rose.When a knock came across his room, the man walked over the room and open the door. The maid who stood before the door had her eyes widen when she looked at his hair that was dampened and
The atmosphere in the room turn stifling but Dominic was full of smile. Unlike others he quite entertain the hobby of seeing other squirm on awkward situation and to create the situation. He took a seat in front of his parents, "Tell me, mother and father, I supposed I am called here for a reason, am I not? As your obedient son, I will listen to all your every commands. What can I help you with?"Dominic's affluent words sounded sweet to the ears when only lady Ashley and Cain could hear the exaggerated sarcasm he accentuate in every words he said. No one could take offense of his polite yet poisonous words."We have been thinking, Dominic," Lady Ashely started, her painted lips were pulled wide.Dominic raised one of his eyebrows. His "beloved" step mother was a woman who take offense on the littlest thing even if she falls, she was the type of someone who would blame the floor instead of her own goddamn legs that often
In Dominic's eyes there was sparkling interest. The girl had caught his attention like no one ever did. He didn't really feel attracted of kindness but no one had ever been kind to him. Through one small gesture of lending an umbrella, the woman caught his interest for she appeared not only a pure heart but a very peculiar line of thinking which attracted him.He had to be honest, he had never seen a soul so compassionate who would worry more about him than herself against the face of danger. She wasn't naive and now that it was dangerous, the little trembling of her slender fingers against his chest was still memorable to Dominic until now. She was only and simply kind.Cain had never seen the expression on Dominic's face despite being with him since they were young. He didn't know why this girl could attract Dominic's interest as not many could. And for those who did, they are now mostly turned into skeletons for they had attracted only th
"A crash never occur suddenly. It all started with fissures and the unseen cracks. How fearsome it is."**********Rose held the handle of the pot, bringing it toward the table where the cover had been set. On the front side of the seat she took was her mother and father, Mr. and Mrs. Maury while on her left side was her sister, Josephine.When the dinner begin, Rose can't stop marveling at the taste of the soup, was there anything more fulfilling than ting a warmth bath or eating a delicious food after a tiring day? Well to Rose there was nothing. She recalled her cousin's remark where she commented about how mundane her days must have felt with how simple they live. But Rose thought it was the opposite.To have her family on the dinner table, together while sharing stories, she felt nothing more fulfilling and rewarding. God's mercy was by bringing her a peaceful day like today was.
Rose spent her time staring at the ceiling, feeling no sleepiness coming to her."Josie?" She asked, thinking to talk but it didn't appear that Josie was awake. Sighing a little, Rose decided to push herself from her bed. She pulled herself and walked out of the room. Josie who hadn't been able to sleep as well finally turned her head. Seeing the empty bed, Josie sighed and turned her head to the side of the wall, pulling her other pillow to her head.In the morning it was warm but now that night come, it was very cold to the point Rose's body shivers. She had opened the back door of her house, standing at the backyard to admire the star in the night.Rose thought about a lot of thing. She thought about her mother's relationship and came a question in her mind. Why does Aunt Mary avoid them so much? Of course she knew how she detested the poor so much that she would frown whenever she came to the village. If she could, A
Rosè didn't manage to look at Mr. Anonymous's face during the time she had saved him. The rain was loud and demeaning that she wasn't able to hear his voice clearly but now she certainly do.The man in front of her had a face sculpted by God. His appearance was breathtaking. While Rose believes she had seen many enough handsome men, Mr. Anonymous had the manliness that might put many men to shame. There was something in his air that was wild and strong but maybe mysteriously deadly.With his black hair and black eyes, Rose found herself staring like a fool.Get a hold of yourself! warned Rose in her mind. She wouldn't be that one fool who dies because she mesmerized by a man's handsomeness."W-What are you doing here? No," Rose frowned as her brain clicked in with her. "How do you know me and my house. In case you haven't notice you are trespassing my house."Dominic didn'
Rose didn't know what kind of bad luck she had rubbed against to meet such a man who can ask her such absurd question."There is no answer to that," Rosè hurried her answer, "We need to leave. Don't you think your life is precious as well?" She tried to win her way out of this absurdity using her cleverness but Dominic had been one step ahead of her."Why would I run away? My life is precious but I have been chased and hunted for so many times more than I can remember that I see no point of running away. It's always better to stand here and faced it," Dominic uttered and Rose wondered what the man do for a living to be chased and hunted around. He was chased the first time they met but why?"So what's the answer?" Dominic's voice rang again next to her ears."I won't step on any of the fingers," Rose answered resolutely and while she think the madman would not be satisfied with her answer, he
Dominic walked away from Rose's house but not entirely as he sat on the thickest tree branches, watching the house from afar before his eyes slowly falling down to his thumb where he had earlier brushed to Rose's lips. The pink color of his lips stayed in his head, reminding him of a rose's petal. Starting from her appearance, her scent, and the way she composed herself where somewhere she could be aggressive with her claws out in the way a rose's thorn was, it all fascinated him.There was something about the girl that intrigued him to watch and tease her."I was searching for you," came Cain's voice from behind Dominic, "I had put my bet that you are on your way on some trick to Lady Ashley.""She's lucky. I'm feeling quite good right now that I'm not in the mood to play with her," answered Dominic without looking at Cain who had came nearer toward the tree he was sitting at."And this?" Cain had j