Riggy X Rosey の小説・ストーリー

I said. "Why? Is everything okay? She's not hurt, is she?" I could hear the panic start back up in her voice. "Joyce! Everything is fine. It's just that.... When Wyatt smelled her scent, he damn near broke my door down." "WHAT?! DID HE HURT HER!" She screamed into the phone. I could hear Edward in the back, also yelling "Who?! Who hurt my baby girl?!" "Joyce! Let me finish talking dammit! Wyatt let his wolf, Jax out... He said that she was his mate." I said. Again, the line went silent.

“He’s… he’s gentle. And he just… he listened.” The implication was clear. After the aggressive performances, Cassie’s claiming kiss, Justin’s ruthless oral, Dylan’s hard fucking in the bathroom, Hugo’s clumsy, instruction-following attentiveness had been a quiet revelation to her. Cassie’s smile was approving. “Good. A specific choice. Now. The demonstration. Show us how you’d want him to fuck you.” Rosie looked like she might faint. But the dare was in motion, and the penalty for refusal was unthinkable. She glanced at Hugo, who was staring at her with a mixture of terror and burgeoning, impossible hope.

"This is completely unacceptable, Rosy. You need to stop this, right now." Rosy, on the other end, gave a light laugh, the sound grating on Alex's nerves. "I don't think I will." She replied, her tone light and mocking. "I like playing with her mind, Alex. It's so much fun. You don't get it, do you? I'll never let her be happy with you. I'll do anything to tear you two apart."

I stopped myself from going too far and quickly stuttered, “Can we just… get the certificates already?” He flashed me a casual smile, and I turned crimson all over again. I looked away before he could notice, my heart hammering in my chest. I began to wonder if I was the only one who still remembered that night. He didn’t mention It. His eyes were unreadable—calm, cold, and utterly impossible to read. I stepped forward, signed my name on the small red certificate, and swore my vows. Just like that, I became a married woman. Mrs. Rodriguez.

I felt more at ease and comfortable. "I'm glad you thought so." He shook his head slightly with a grin of his own then looked back at me. "So, do I get to know your name yet?" "Whatever happened to a mystery?" I pouted, earning a shrug. "Rosy." "Pleasure is all mine, Rosy." He smiled. "I'm Henry." "Right now that's out of the way." I picked up my drink. I downed the last of the contents, standing up as I put the glass back down. "Time to dance."

"I don't think telling Teddy to hurt someone is a good idea. He always goes-" "What did I tell you, Roosely?" Griffin growls in a very low tone, to not draw any attention to us. But I do feel eyes. Some people are watching. They can't hear what we're saying but that doesn't teach them to look away. "I'm just talking. Can't I talk to her?" "No, no you cannot." "You don't own her." Theodore bites back. I've never seen him frown once but apparently it's possible. Why is Griffin upset anyways?

Seven asked confused. "I guess you forgot the day you lost Remi... to me?" Levi turned a picture around on his desk. A photo of Levi and Remi on their wedding day in a pretty frame. Seven's face turned red with anger as he shot out of his seat. He reached over the desk and grabbed him by the collar.

He rested his palms tentatively on my knees, I was too shocked to do anything. His hands began to move higher. Higher...higher. "Stop!" It came out strongly than I intended. "Please." I whimpered. "Shhh! No need to be scared, I won't hurt you okay? Now just be a good girl..." He licked his lips, inching closer to me. "No..." I whispered, he was so close. He was going to kiss me with that his smelly lips... "Terry!" Tiger's voice boomed from the door. I had never been so happy to hear his voice. "What the fuck are you doing, you bastard!"

Liam’s smirk faltered slightly, a flash of uncertainty in those eyes he usually kept so trained. “I remember everything,” I continued, stepping closer, my voice trembling with anger but steady with focus. “I remember how you ruined my drawings with gums, the rumours you spread about me, the dinner where you acted like the perfect golden boy while your friends laughed at me. I remember you made sure I’d never forget my place in the world. And now you stand there, still with that arrogance expecting… what? An applause?"