Se connecterSlowly, I crawled to where he stood making sure to add emphasis to the sway of my hips.And all the while, his eyes never left me—Till I stopped.“Take off my shirt,” Henry whispered, his voice thick with lust.“Yes, Daddy.”My fingers reached for the bottom of his shirt, sliding it over his head.My mouth watered, my gaze hungry at the sight of him.“My trousers,” Henry ordered.“Yes, Daddy.”I unfastened his belt first, before easing his zip down.My eyes locked onto his rigid cock first.As if it had a mind of its own, it twitched lightly.My nipples hardened.“Rosie…” Henry drawled, urging me to continue.My gaze found his, heavy with desire.“Go on,” he ground out.And I did.I lowered his trousers till it fell to the ground.“Good girl…” Henry purred, and God did my pussy respond.“My boxers.”I did.Finally removing the last bit of clothing restricting me from seeing everything that made up Henry Gareth, blessing my eyes with—Oh, Christ.What would it actually feel like…“Giv
Henry froze.His eyes widened.My nails dug into my palms.Fuck.I forced my gaze to stay on his.Say something…All my bravado began seeping out of my veins.My legs wobbled slightly.“Henry…”He ripped his gaze from mine, deciding to stare at the wall instead.“You don't mean that,” he whispered.I stepped closer.“But I do,” I replied. “I know it might have started out as a fantasy… a sexual one… but—” I paused.“I don't know when or how it turned into something more but… I know I feel something, Henry. And I know you do too—”“You're just mistaken, Rosie. I don't feel anything.”My heart shattered.My eyes watered.His words were like a blade and they cut deeper than I had imagined.I lowered my gaze.“I know you feel something for me, Henry. You're just trying hard to seem like you don't,” I sniffled as tears rolled down my face.“You don't always have to be so mean about it though. I understand.”I blinked back the tears, bringing my eyes back to his.He was still glaring at th
“Thank you,” I said, stepping out of the taxi.I glanced at the text from Lena, then back at the house.“Are you alright, Miss?”I turned to find the driver was staring at me with worry.“It's quite a lonely place to be at this time of night, you know?”I smiled.“Don't worry, I'm fine.”He didn't look assured.“Would you like me to wait out here for you—”I shook my head.“Thank you very much, but it won't be needed. I'm totally fine,” I said.“Don't worry, my dead body won't turn up on the news, I promise.”His worried expression broke into a soft smile.“If you say so… don't mind my pestering, I have a daughter that's why. Take care, okay?”“Yes, sir.”With that, he drove away.I turned back to stare at the looming building before me.I walked closer to the gate and rang the bell.“Who is that—Rosie?” Henry's voice came through from the intercom.“Hey…” I replied with a wave.“What are you doing here?”“I need to talk to you—”“Does your mum know you're here?”“No.”“Go back home,
My mouth felt dry.My head ached.My reason for living was down to zero.I just wanted to die—My head was shoved into a bowl of cold water, then pulled back up.My wide eyes stared at my shocked reflection.“Dad!”“I believe you feel much better now,” he said.I glared at him, my chest rising and falling fast.He stared at me warily, then pursed his lips.“I'll take my leave then.”I glared at his retreating frame till he went out of sight.“Fucking asshole,” I muttered, heading to the bathroom.……….Two hours later, I strolled down the stairs dressed in a black corset top and biker shorts paired with thigh high boots.I patted my hair gently.“Where are you going?” Mum asked, walking out of the kitchen with a bowl in hand.“To Lena's.”She'd been blowing up my phone all night.“You aren't staying for breakfast?”I shook my head.“But I made your favorite,” she said with a tiny pout.“And you can't eat it all, I'll eat it later.”“Okay…”She walked into the dining room and I followed
Two hours later, we all trudged into the house, tired from our earlier display of madness at the hospital.“I'm so… hungry,” I groaned.“I'll cook tonight,” Dad said.“Yay!” I clapped.“I see you're as enthusiastic about food as always.”I pouted.He chuckled, ruffling my hair.“Sorry, princess,” Dad said, walking into the kitchen.“I wanna help,” I announced, trailing after him.He stared at me with uncertainty.“Err… how about you just let me handle things here, sweetheart.”“I can help, I promise. I learned a few things from Henry—”I paused, clamping my mouth shut as his face floated into my mind.Funny how it was so easy to forget him for a while.“I'll help too, so you don't have to be stuck with a lousy assistant,” Mum said, ruffling my hair.I grinned.Dad smiled.“Alright then!” …………..An hour later, we sat at the dining table, our hands joined together in prayer.“Bless this meal, O Lord. Amen,” Mum said. I picked up my spoon, my eyes locked on the heavenly delicacy with g
The beeping of a machine was the first thing my mind registered before I opened my eyes.Warmth squeezed my left hand slightly.My attention turned there.Dad rested his head beside my bed, his fingers laced with mine, while Mum rested her head on his back.(Please don't leave me, Daddy.)My throat closed up.My eyes burned.To think that he actually stayed.I squeezed his hand softly.He groaned, squeezing back.Then he went still.Suddenly, his head snapped up.“Rosie?”Mum woke up too.“Oh my God,” she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes.“Hey, residents,” I muttered weakly.“Oh, Rosie.”Mum rushed forward pulling me in for a hug, Dad just stood behind awkwardly, with my hands in his.“You scared us so much,” she croaked.“I'm sorry,” I whispered, bringing my free arm around her as I patted her back.“Promise me you're never going to do something terrifying again.”“Mum…”“Promise me, Rosie,” she whispered, her grip tightening around me.I smiled.“I promise,” I said. “Now can yo
Henry's POV “Honestly, having you here has been the best thing this school has ever had, Mr Gareth.” Principal Nowell said with a smile.I smiled back.“I'm really glad to hear that, Principal Nowell.”“That reminds me, when's the play you and Rosie are working on coming to life?”I pursed my lips
Henry plastered a fake smile on his face“Likewise,” he replied, arm outstretched.Jacob smiled tightly, but took his hand.“Hi, Mr Gareth.” Lena said, waving slightly.“Good to see you, Lena.” Maggie came over, taking Henry's hand in hers. “I'm so sorry about the other day.”Henry smiled politely
I swallowed forcefully, chest rising and falling fast.So… close.So close that I could feel his breath on my cheeks and smell his expensive cologne.My tongue ran over my lower lip and his gaze dropped there, then snapped back to my eyes quickly.His grip around my wrist tightened, eyes searching
“He's your mum's fiancé, Rosie.” I chanted as I sorted through my wardrobe for a study outfit.After a few minutes of endless searching— I groaned, slamming the wardrobe close.Since when did I care about my looks?Who cares…It's my bloody house, I should wear what I'm comfortable in.I bit my lip







