Harry Daphne Fanfic Novels & Stories

’ Dark mussed, enjoying the tension inside the room. ‘You can’t blame me for fucking your woman. You are always out of the territory, seeking for that goddamn Daphne !’ Darius roared. The grin on my face vanished slowly as he mentioned Daphne ’s name. I grasped the blinds until they almost crushed in my hand, especially when my ear caught Lennon’s response. ‘It’s my fucking duty! Daphne ’s also my mate!’ 'That was impossible!"

"Yeah, I'm sorry! Oh, I'm leaving first! I'm going to find a sugar daddy who can die easily!" Daphne just shook her head and followed her friend. And she frowned when she saw Claude blocking Izzy's path. There's something between her friends, Izzy and Claude. But that was not the right time for her to pay attention to it. She took her phone and went to the garden. She called Treyton. "Hello, Love?" Daphne answered immediately when Treyton answered the call. "Hello? You got called, Love? Is there anything wrong?" "I need help because..."

Perhaps she does not understand that my pack could easily destroy her entire pack, and if I give the order they would readily comply. As the crowd begins to disperse, I turn all my attention to Daphne. I wanted this night to be magical for her, and now the fairy tale has turned into a nightmare. Her head is still bowed, and I think I see a tear escape her eye and run down her delicate face. I pull her in my arms, and she buries her head in my chest. I lower my head to her ear and let her know it is ok I am here. Hannah comes up and puts her hand on Daphne’s back. Theo is standing close behind Hannah, still ready for any kind of attack that could occur. Marcus and his mate come up on the side

“This is the candle Daphne recommended. She said the scent makes her think of me.” Every time it started a fight, the need to control me only sharpened in his eyes. He liked watching me lose myself over him. It was as if the more I suffered, the more it proved I loved him. And his answer was always the same easy line. “Scarlett, Daphne is just my assistant. Don't lose the Donna's composure.” Worn down day after day, I stopped caring just as he’d wanted. I had even been ready to give up the Donna's seat.

I couldn’t talk as I was trying to catch my breath while tears splashed on the floor. “It’s not hers,” Simon helped me out. He huffed sitting on the desk crossing his arms. “Can someone tell me what the fuck happened?” Dimitri was getting pissed now. “Attacked me.” I pushed out. “What? Who? Harper what the fuck is going on?” “She was doing a private dance, a guy attacked her, tried to stick his dick in her mouth and she bit it. Basics Harper?” Simon asked. I nodded sobbing harder. Dimitri grabbed my head and pulled it to his chest.

I heard him say and cocked a brow, surely the cruel king did not just try to make a joke. A rather obvious one at that. My lips quivered as I fought against the urge to laugh at his humor, his gaze softened and before I knew it, he was lowering his lips to meet mine. Only this time, before he crashed them on mine he said something completely mortifying. "Be with me forever...my Daphne." He declared then pressed his lips on mine, seizing them in another passionate exchange. Only this time my body wasn't frozen in fear, but in complete shock! Simply because he had moaned the name, Daphne. But my name was Heather!

He continued, tightening his fingers around Harry's reddened neck. “Let him go…” I whispered, touching his shoulder as my eyes softened and almost immediately, he let go. Harry, as if he hadn't just escaped death by strangling, whipped his now red head back up, his eyes meeting mine. “I'm Harry, a old buddy, or should I saw, frenemy of your mate.” I forced a smile. “You already know I am but her goes nothing. I'm Andrea, l—” Darius caught hold of Harry's arm and pushed him back causing him to stumble for a few seconds. Yet, as if he couldn't read in between the already clear lines, he still strutted towards us, unfazed.

Harry asks. "No." I just want to get through tonight without crying, I thought. "Ok." He says this giving me this strange look. We stand near the wall. I pretend to look interested in the party while actually watching Maverick and Riley. They're dancing now. Well, grinding is more accurate. His hands are on her hips and her arms are around his neck. I look away. "How long are you going to do this?" Harry asks. "Do what?" "Stand here watching him with her and pretending you're okay."

He would have consumed them in his car if he was not interrupted. Scarlett looked at him too and her body heated up immediately. She could not believe that she was suddenly craving Lucas Maxwell, a man that she swore that she would never have anything with for as long as she lived. But he had tendered an apology to her. It was probably the soft side that Daphne had talked about that was hidden beneath his tough shell. She had informed Daphne about the arrangement in the early hours of the morning and she seemed very excited about it. She knew Scarlett was an almost perfect person for her brother and the kids. She had always wanted Scarlett around.

"Just focus on doing your own job and stay out of the rest." The fanboy could only nod. Later, he called Daphne to fill her in on the situation. After hearing about it, Daphne felt a deep pang of hurt. Did that mean he didn’t want her around? But she absolutely refused to leave. Once she left, she’d have no chance at all. Perhaps that woman was just a fleeting interest for Xavier. Daphne could wait. After all, she had already waited so long. She didn’t mind waiting a few more years.