Harry Potter Fanfiction Daphne Has A Crush On Harry 소설 & 이야기

Looking at her, I said, "You asked Holly to make a scene at my company. You think I don't know that?" "I... I didn't. She was the one who insisted on going there!" Daphne immediately shook her head and denied it. I let go of my hand, and she fell to the floor, trembling. "I hate it the most when someone interferes with my company and my pack. Mark my words. The consequences of messing with me are gonna be too much for you." "I just wanna be closer to you!" she lifted her head and yelled, crying. "Daphne, your mate just died not long ago. And you're so desperate to seduce me already?"

Daphne said calmly. “D… Daphne,” She pushed me onto the bed and slowly climbed after me. Her hands moved seductively around my chest while she undid my buttons carefully. I wanted Daphne more than any other thing, “Are you sure about this?” I asked, trying to be modest. Daphne kissed me softly. I was hesitant at first but I responded with a sense of urgency. She tasted so good more than I can remember, “Hm..” she moaned seductively

he growled, then Daphne turned to face me, eyes sharp, lips curling like she was ready to rip me apart right there. Her heels clicked hard against the floor as she closed the space between us, her dress brushing against mine with an intentional push. “So, you’re the little flower everyone’s whispering about,” she said, voice dripping with mock sweetness. “No wonder Killian parades you in here, needing the whole world to look.” I didn’t answer. I held her stare, my hand tight on Killian’s arm, not because I needed support but because I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me flinch.

Noah says and in shock, some of the coffee spills on my hand. “Ouch! That is good.” I say and try to wipe off the coffee. Noah takes my hand and helps me and says, “Don’t lie, Daisy. At least not to me. Also, I told Theo once that you had a crush on him.” “What? Why would you do that?” I ask. “Because his girlfriends were hurting you. You are my friend and obviously I couldn’t stand it. Do you know what thought came to my mind when I saw Lily?” He says.

Daphne's POV I closed the door behind me the moment I stepped into the room. Sapphire jerked in surprise. She had been standing near the mirror, pulling a dark dress over her shoulders. Her hair fell down her back and she turned quickly when she saw me. “Daphne?” she asked, confused. “Why are you—” I didn’t let her finish. I rushed toward her, grabbed her by the arms, pulled her close and kissed her hard. My heart was beating fast and I could barely contain the excitement inside me. When I finally pulled back, I was smiling so wide my cheeks hurt.

Usually, she would have appreciated him being so careful, but she didn’t want that now. “Arthur, please, just…” Daphne gasped as he stroked something inside her, barely catching it as he was doing whatever he was trying to do other than drive her crazy. “Stop.” He froze and pulled his hand out gently. “I—” Daphne pulled his head down to kiss her and wrapped her legs around his waist until the rigid length of him pressed against her. “Please, I want…” Daphne swallowed. “I want you. Please?”

Black could not take the level of insult on his fine face so he let go of her and she hit her head on his hard body. “Ouch!” She cried out. And with a babyish look, she whined “Darcie thought it’s right to kiss all frogs but I told her it’s wrong, I’m happy to not be wrong!” Daphne said and scrunched her nose in annoyance. “You are a cursed prince as well but now you just ruined your chance of getting saved!” She said.

She's not like herself anymore. "Leave him alone," Daphne said and continued to order food. "You're crazy, the way he looks at you is scary. That's what they call handsome! Ow, the prince charming is already taken!" "He's not, he can still be fuck. Remember who's sleeping with whom?" she replied annoyed. "Oh gosh! You're just jealous! Why didn't seduced him?!" Daphne sighed as she took out a tissue. "No, I'm not, and I don't need nor want to seduce him."

The kind of man you read about but never meet. Except I had. Last night. Oh God. My pulse thundered in my ears. What had I done? I tried to think past the blur, past the heat and the music and the taste of champagne. I remembered my friend tugging at my wrist, telling me to loosen up, to live a little. Just one night, Daphne, she’d said. One night to forget about everything. And now here I was, in a stranger’s bed, except he wasn’t just any stranger.

The air smelled of baking bread and roasting meat, and she could hear other servants chatting as they worked. As she got closer to the kitchen, she heard a familiar voice calling her name. She turned and saw Seraphina, the princess, standing not far away. Her heart sank. She had never liked Seraphina, not since her father became king and Seraphina suddenly acted like she was too good to be friends with Daphne anymore. Daphne tried to ignore her and continued walking, but Seraphina stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Well, well, if it isn't my old friend," she said, her tone mocking. "Did you not see me? Or did you simply forget your place?"