Novels by Elyrian

ROSE“Coming from you?” He raised a brow at me and walked towards the bed.I scoffed weakly. “Well, excuse me for having personality.”He stopped beside me and crossed his arms. His towering frame made the hospital bed feel even smaller.“How did you even manage to set an entire kitchen on fire while boiling oil?” His tone was calm…too calm. Deadly calm.He was calm and it made me nervous. He didn't scold me?I almost burned down his house. In my defense, I was on call and doing rubbish while at it.I glared at him. “I wasn’t boiling oil. I was frying prawns.”“That makes it better?”“It was an accident,” I muttered defensively. “I didn’t plan on flambéing myself.”His jaw clenched like he was stopping himself from saying something harsher. “You could have died.”“Then good thing I didn’t,” I shot back.The silence that loomed over after I said that was very uncomfortable. The beeping beside me suddenly felt too loud and I felt the urge to block my ears. His eyes moved to my bandage

ROSEThe first thing I felt was the pain.A dull, throbbing ache pulsing at the side of my head. Slow at first, then sharp enough to make me groan. I tried to move but my body felt heavy, like someone had poured concrete over me while I slept.“Where… am I?” I murmured.Something kept beeping beside me. It sounded so soft and soothing. My eyes fluttered open, but everything was too bright. White ceiling. White curtains. White walls. For a moment, I thought I’d died and heaven had terrible interior design.Then came the smell… Sanitizer. Clean, sterile...that smell that i hated most.I blinked again.Definitely not heaven.I'm in the hospital The realization hit me, and with it came a rush of panic. “What happened? Why am I here?”I tried to sit up, but a sharp sting shot through my skull.“Ow—damn,” I hissed, pressing my palm lightly to my bandaged head.My head was bandaged. Why the hell was my head in a bandage?Memory trickled in slowly… like a broken faucet. The phone call with

Rose's POV It's been two days since the whole incident happened. Derek had barely glanced at me. He even asked me to move to another room. I didn't think much of it at first but later on, I realized that what happened also dragged his company to the headlines. For what exactly? People are really leaving what's happening in their life just to mess up someone's life. “Should I apologize to him?” I thought to myself but it didn't make any sense to me. I haven't done anything wrong.If there's anyone who needs an apology, it definitely has to be me.I walked downstairs and straight to the big kitchen. The cook walked up to me instantly. “Ma'am, is there any desired meal you want to have for breakfast?" She asked while I poured myself water.“No, I'm fine. I'll make breakfast for myself.” I responded and she just stood a little longer, wondering… I don't know what she's thinking about.“Hold on,” I called out to her when she turned to leave. She stopped and was staring at me. " Where

Rose's POV“Oh shit!” I muttered under my breath realizing that I might be in trouble.“Is this how you want to put this family in shame just a few days after joining us? We are already trending online?” Jennifer spoke with so much sarcasm.I couldn't respond to her. My whole attention was on Derek. He was looking at me, right into my soul and it made me quiver.I never want to see this side of him. It's scary.He looked so pissed. Why? I can't be the cause right? I hadn't done anything wrong.And what's with Jennifer saying the family is already trending online?Heaven help me.I hope the little misunderstanding I had outside wasn't posted online.“Rose, I expected so much better from you.” Avery, Derek mom stated and tapped Derek's arms before walking past me.“Well, I think—”“Jennifer please shut your mouth!” Oscar interrupted the moment Jennifer was about to talk and she just gulped.The disrespect towards his own wife is disgusting.“Everyone leave,” Derek said.His voice wasn’

ROSESomething doesn't just sit right but I couldn't figure out what it was.I sat down on the couch, my hands placed over my chest as I tried to catch my breath."Do you need water ma'am?" A voice came, very close to me and it startled me. I made a little jump from the sofa."Sorry I didn't mean to get you scared." The servant apologized. I looked at her only to see her with a glass of water.Do they really do this too?"I'll get water when I want to." My voice came harsher than I expected. I hadn't realize but my hands were jittering.Am I being stalked? But why?I know accepting this contract marriage from Derek was a big mistake but that was the only way to save my family.I really can't tell how I feel but I know for a fact that it's not a good feeling. Who would I call?My mom? Nope, I would only make her worry and I don't want that.The last thing I wanted was to tell Dreak about anything. I don't want him to be redone for my safety.But I know for a fact that I'm in grave d

ROSEI had this urge to show Derek the text but I decided against it. Telling him didn’t make any sense to me , not when I couldn't even explain why it made my stomach twist like that.When I woke up the next morning, Derek wasn’t in the room. It occurred to me that he may have left for work.The house was too quiet.I sat there for a while, hugging my knees, staring at the spot where he had slept. My phone was still on the nightstand. I reached for it, unlocked it, and stared at the same message from last night.“You don't know what you’ve done.”Though I wondered who might have sent it, I didn’t reply and I didn't delete it either. I just… kept staring at it until the screen went black again.“What am I supposed to have done?” I muttered under my breath.Who do I think I’m talking to? The walls obviously can’t give me an answer. I forced myself up, deciding I won't spend the whole morning being paranoid. I’d make breakfast for myself, shower and maybe go out later.Just… anything t