His Own Undoing - His Nightmare
Rory John Gates
The man that has it all, beautiful beyond words, sexy as hell endowed with the body that can set every girls heart on fire and isn't afraid to flaunt it. He is a businessman and successful entrepreneur. Arrogant, bossy, ruthless, cold-hearted, controlling and has no respect for anyone on the surface of the earth. He gets any girl he wants with just a snap of his finger and they'll do whatever it takes to please and make him happy, he doesn't need to have much stress getting different girls in bed because common he is the only son of THE RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD and has all the attention anyone can get and he makes use of it.
The girl with the nerdy glasses, but quite different from other nerds. She's the first child of the four children in the family, hard-working and the burden bearer in the Snowfall family. Although poor, Taylor has never felt inferior to anyone as she always held her head up and as never stop dreaming for a better life for herself and her family. She would gladly do anything (except sex trafficking) to escape the low standard of life. She isn't the prettiest nor is she the smartest or the most elegant of all but at least she got gut and the three Js.
The two although different, they both have one thing in common and that is the fact that they both love having two identities. While Taylor would dress up classy and endearing and costly clothes to match with high standard, Rory would disguise himself in an appearance no billionaire would appear in.
They meet in the most unlikely manner.
So what happens when the arrogant meets the daring? What happens when opposite collide? What happens when life play them both together? Will they be able to stand each other's gut? Will they understand each other, or will they kill each other before they fall?
Find out as we journey through in His Own Undoing- His Nightmare. There is war, hate, joy, tears, laughter, but most of all true love.
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This book is fiction, some of the location, and incidents are a product of my imagination as a writer although some most names are of real people.
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"Holding people away from you, and denying yourself love, that doesn't make you strong. If anything, it makes you weaker. Because you're doing it out of fear."— Sarah DessenTaylor's POV"Thank you very much, ma'am." I smile happily at the woman in her sixties, as she hands me the key to my hotel room.What are you doing in a hotel when you have a house? you might ask,Well, I'll explain much later.The woman smiles back before she points the way. "Go through the left hall the sixth room is room 69 enjoy your stay young miss.""I will do just that," I reply, putting on my most classy smile ever. I grab my expensive-looking handbag and swing it over my shoulder before walking on.Back to the earlier question, I'm here because the three Js strictly told me to come here and after much debate, I am here. Where am I? I am in the Five-Star hotel su
“Wake up, sleepyhead!” Jack’s deep voice barges into my room and his annoying self. “Go away!” I groan, burying my head deeper into the pillow, desperately wanting to get at least a minute more of sleep. Three weeks ago, I broke my alarm mistakenly and since then Jack has taken it upon himself to be my new annoying alarm. I wish I could break him too! “No way, get up. Do you want to get fired from your work for going late?” He snaps, clapping his hands. He’s right. My job is keeping this family together. You can say that since my trip to the Five-Star hotel three months ago, things haven’t been the same for both me or my family. When I got back home that day, the three Js looked surprised to see me come home that early, though none said anything to me. They did the next day though, throwing many questions like... “How did it go?” “You looked worn last night. What happened?” “Why did you co
It can’t be. I try to tell myself because Rory and this man had so many differences. Rory didn’t look rich, feel rich, or even smell rich, but then this man standing was everything but the exact opposite of that. But there is also no doubt in my mind that the man I met three months ago is the man standing in the room at this moment. They do have the same brown hair with the mixture of gold, and those green eyes I haven’t been able to forget since the night he saved me from Luke, those same eyes I’ve seen in dreams that kept enticing me, luring me in and looking into mine with the look of desire. You can say I’ve fallen in love with my hero. A part of me feels happy that finally after months I get to see him again. I mean, I know our last encounter was not the best, but I still hope though. Another part of me feels unsure. I am not the girl he met in the hotel; I am not rich, poised or wealthy and neither is he poor.
"How long are you going to take to finish up and get out of the bathroom? We barely have two hours!" I yell, smacking my hand on the door. I'm in my towel, wanting to take a bath and get dressed for the meet and greet party taking place in the next two hours, and Jack has grown old in the bathroom. The door finally cracks open after the fourth minute of being locked and the all annoying Jack walks out. The wide grin that plasters itself on his face makes me want to rip out my hair out. "Calm your nerves, sis. You said it yourself. It's a meet-and-greet party." He put his big, wet arms around my shoulder. "That means we have to be at our best. Who knows, I might get the blow job I've been longing for." His grin widens at the thought. My intestine curls up in disgust. "Sometimes I prefer you when your mouth is closed." I throw his hand away from my shoulder and open the door. He shrugs, "Just being honest, Sis." "If her dad ends up hangi
"If he can't handle you at your worst then he does not deserve you at your best. Real love means seeing beyond the words spoken out of pain, and instead of seeing a person's soul."Shannon L. Alder~My night was horrible, and to top it off, I had a terrible nightmare that kept me up for hours and I only had a few hours of sleep before my alarm woke me up. After being woken by Jack to get ready, I know the day isn't going to be the best, but that doesn't stop me from making sure that I am properly prepared for today."I didn't see you throughout the party 'twas like you vanished. What was the reason?"Jake and I arrange the table while Mom, Josh and Jack serve breakfast."I was just out meeting new people." He shrugs, "wasn't that the reason we came along anyway?"He is ri
"Life is full of uncertainty, that's why we fall in love to face them with someone."Julian (Reign)~The trip to the ring shop is an amazing experience. After riding in Rory's car the Toyota Rv 2015 model (which is almost the coolest thing I've ever done) We enter the Finery store, a luxurious ring shop which Rory say
“To love someone is nothing. To be loved by someone is something. To love and be loved by someone is everything.”Anonymous ~I walk towards the exit door and Mycole chases me from behind. I didn't say anything to them, my heart did burn, but what could I have said? Mycole isn't my boyfriend and I have no hold on him whatsoever, and so I said my goodbyes and walk away.Walking away might not be the best approach, but at least I didn't stand and wallow in my pain."Taylor wait up please." Mycole calls from behind and I quicken up my pace
"Our friends will all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know that none of them has felt this way."~Plain white ts.Rory has been shot!!I gasp and cover my mouth as the event takes place before my eyes and I'm shocked beyond words as the memory of watching my Dad die rushes back into my mind."No, no, no, no, no!" I begin to feel my panic crawl up my gut, which I haven't had in six years and I know it's not the place to start getting it, but there is nothing I can do to stop myself. My body begins to tremble and I lean on the car standing close to me. Sweat and fear run over me and I begin to take in deep breaths and mumble a quick passage in Psalm I normally memorized when I was dealing with my panic attacks. Slowly and I begin to recover from the grip of fear that holds my heart captive."Taylor..." Comes the fai