Castle #halsey Novels & Stories

After an annoying and exhausting meeting, I dashed into my mansion to see nobody. There were no workers, and my parents weren't there. I thought they would be in their respective room so I strolled to my own room. I was too stunned that I was emotionless. What I see inside my room was– A girl. She had hazel siren eyes, her upper lip was thinner than her lower one, red hair which was flowing down her shoulder and she was dressed that her upper body and her lower body was revealing. Exactly like a–sexy girl.

I had some of my men guard her place in case she comes back although I was sure she wouldn't. Everyone is on full alert when suddenly, my phone rang. It was from an unknown number. I picked it up and answered without thinking twice. "That was fast..." her voice erupted through my ears like a dynamite. My heart thumped wildly and I could feel Harry stirring inside me. I kept my cool and inhaled deeply. "Come on, breathe in, breathe out." She teased and I growled. "Where are you?" "Why would I tell you that? Don't you have the best resources to track me down, huh? Cyrus?"

The castle is still filled with guests. I rest my arms on the cold railings of the balcony. The evening breeze caresses my cheeks and I enjoy the coolness. Everyone else blurs in the background. Their voices slur and I feel like I am the only one left in the world. I come to my senses as I hear someone clearing his throat from behind me. I twirl and see Ezekiel. He flashes a smile saying, "How is the luckiest queen out here alone and sulking?" "I am not sulking," I roll my eyes.

I am on my way back to India to see my girl's angelic face. When I met Alyssa Rose at her usual hanging place in one of the popular clubs where I know I would found her there without effort, I dragged her out of the club. Her eyes widened when she saw me but soon it replaced as a shock. "Harry! Is that you?" She barely whispered. "Why? Haven't you expected my arrival here? What would you think? I would have six feet under the ground? Huh!!" I mocked her angrily. "No! It’s not like that. I mean, how are you?" She asked making myself chuckle.

It was a warning. While Cassandra sat beside me, busy tapping on her phone to book the flight, she suddenly paused. Her lips curled into a small smile, then a quiet giggle escaped her. “You might want to see this,” Cassandra said. I glanced at her briefly, irritation already written across my face. “I’m driving,” I snapped. “Just tell me what it is.” Cassandra turned her phone slightly toward me, though she knew I couldn’t look properly. “It’s a headline,” she said, excitement creeping into her voice. “The Harrison family’s missing daughter. They just made it public. There’s a reward involved too.”

Suddenly my phone rings, I try to get it but my leg slips and I fall flat on the floor, my panties get stuck onto my legs. Was I hallucinating? Did I just see him? I crawl to my bed as my panties are still stuck in between my legs. I grab the phone and see an unknown number calling, but TrueCaller says it's Ryan Damison. There is a picture of him in a suit too. That's him. That's him. Ryan sexy Damison calling me!!!! I pick up the call and desperately ask, "Sir? Is that you?" Wow, I sound so immature. So unprofessional Emara. I mentally scold myself.

And assuring she is happy is the most important thing to me. As she takes me to her room, my breath is taken away by her beauty. I can’t help but kiss her shoulder as I unzip her dress. As her dress falls from her shoulders my breath catches as I see this beauty in a black strapless bra and black thong. Kate is what fantasies are made of.