Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry X Daphne นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was sure that Daphne was being used as a sexual slave for fun. Every afternoon, I was here, spending time waiting for Daphne to come home. I never had the chance to follow her because she was always with her boyfriend. But this time was different. Today, Daphne's boyfriend was out with a guy. They parted in front of the main door, and I winced when I saw the man kiss Daphne's cheek. Until now, I've considered Daphne as my girlfriend. I won't just let her go. Especially now that Daphne is getting prettier. She looks luxurious but still modest. She no longer ties her hair but instead styles it and makes it fluffy.

He turned his back and left them astonished. Dejectedly, Daphne sat down in the chair. She still worries about the potential of losing her work as a result of what happened today. What will happen to her if that occurs? She was unable to control the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She saw his breathing becoming more constricted for a while, but he didn't pay little attention to it.

“Stop playing Scarlett. You're not her, and you're not fit to play her.” “Get out. I'll say it only once. If you ever appear in front of me again.” Raphael raised his hand, made the shape of a gun, and aimed the empty barrel at the space between her brows. “You'll be getting a gift from me.” Daphne's body began to tremble, harder and harder, and she forced herself to turn. In the end she all but fled the room. Raphael didn't spare her a glance. He tore open the envelope.

"I was so excited when he returned from wherever he was at chilling. He's so fine and hot." "You are crazy." Daphne laughed and I joined in awkwardly. "I've been totally fan-girling him since he came back. Just an alone time with him would be the best thing that would ever happen to me." She went on to gush like a princess awaiting her knight. I remained silent, not sure on what to say. She sounds really desperate to have him. This makes everything more uncomfortable. Daphne also keeps quiet as Sherry spoke more about Keiran. His abs, looks, steps. And crazy enough, she also mentioned how good he could be in bed. She had some sort of kinky side of her that craves for only him.

DAPHNE “Do me a favor, Daph… Warn me next time? Before you go and tell me what might be the hottest sex story ever?” Hazel shakes her head and fans herself. “It’s been a while for me, y’know.” Then she flashes a grin and straightens up. “But really, in all seriousness. I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks.” I feel a squiggly, giggly warmth spread through my chest. “I’m happy, too.”

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.

"Daphne? What are you doing back here?" Daphne had actually returned for a while but hadn't seen Darius yet. Darius was not exactly a good person, so she usually kept her distance. However, seeing Xavier kiss another woman today upset her, so she came to the bar for a drink. She didn't expect to run into Darius. Daphne didn't want to engage with him. As she stood up to leave, Darius pushed her back down. "Sit down! Where are you going? We're old acquaintances, aren't we? Since we've met, let's have a drink together."

Offering an apologetic smile, Daphne remarked, "I'll need to wash the chocolate off my hair. Regrettably, I won't be able to make coffee for you." Edgar’s gaze lingered on her, his eyes filled with tenderness. "I do not want to visit your apartment just because of coffee.Speaking of your hair,could you allow me assist you in drying it,please?” Daphne found no reason to decline. She had been involved with Edgar for several dates, their connection deepening with each passing encounter. So she saw no reason not to invite him into her apartment. With a smile adorning her face, she replied, "Then I'll wash my hair after brewing the coffee."

Harper wiped a tear from her own face and hugged me tightly. “Why are you crying, silly girl?” I asked softly. “I’m so happy, Daphne,” she said, her voice catching. “You’ve gone through so much in this pack. You’ve been pushed down, judged, almost lost everything, and now…” she trailed off, overwhelmed with emotion. She held me closer. “I’ve always been your number one fan, Daphne. I always will be,” she whispered. I laughed softly and hugged her back. “I know, Harper. You’re my second love after Theo, obviously,” I teased, making her giggle. The other ladies laughed along, and for a moment, the tension in the room eased.

She completely ignored Nathan's desperate cries for her to stay. She needed to find me immediately and give me a real, heartfelt apology. It was fine. After all, I loved her so much. I loved her enough to alter the entire course of my life and give up going abroad. She was certain that she could win me back. Comforted by her own logic, Daphne calmed down a little. The moment she reached the campus gates, she ran into a student council member who was handling the sign-out sheet for the hiking drill. She snatched the clipboard to look for my name. It was signed, but it wasn't my handwriting.