Novel & Cerita Riggy X Rosey

I texted Anna that I'd be meeting her while walking down the street to Blossombee. "Haven! Hold on!" I turned around to see James half-sprinting towards me. "Whoa, James. Is everything alright?", I asked, concerned. He took a few seconds, trying to catch his breath, and spoke "I don't have anything to do this evening. And I see you heading to Blossombee. Let's go and grab a coffee?", he asked, trying to catch his breath again. I smiled at him and said "Firstly, calm down. Breathe. Secondly, why not? Let's go", I said, walking towards Blossombee.

As he comes closer I run towards the fort but he picks from behind and takes me to the back of the fort. I don't realise until now that I was giggling the whole time. When we reach the back of the fort, I see it is empty and Rudra turns me around and pushes me against the wall then smashes his lips with mine. At first they are cold but then as the kiss escalates they get warm by me. I loose all my senses as he puts his hands on my waist and then they start to move upward. I moan at that and bite his lower lush lip. He groans and breaks the kiss, to kiss my jaw and neck.

"Oh, sorry did you think l was actually talking with you?? because l wasn't. I know some people are destined to die alone. Madison said with an evil smile on her face. Avery ignored her. She was use to Madison's silly words and it no longer had any effect on her. "Well Stacey, Gloria answer the question. Are you guys seeing anyone." Madison persisted. She really wanted to know. "I'm too busy to date." Came Stacey's short reply. "What about you Gloria.??" "Nope, I'm not in a relationship." After getting an answer Madison reclined on her chair and sat back up again. "Guys, l just got the best idea in the world." Madison said.

Orion asked from behind her, curiosity lacing his tone. “No,” Rosy answered, adjusting slightly. “Probably one of the maids. I’m sure none of them even know the video is blowing up.” Orion chuckled and pulled her closer, his arm sliding around her waist with ease and familiarity. Her back pressed against his chest, and she hummed softly at the warmth of his touch. “Should we also get married?” he asked casually. Rosy scoffed, instantly sitting up with a little to glare at him. “Don’t tell me you’re proposing to me like that?”

She wouldn’t be heard from there. “Rosie!” My voice came out shaky and cracking as I called out for her. I sprinted through the hallway, trying to find out where she was. “Rosie, where are you?” As I got closer to her bedroom—that was actually ours now—I saw that her door wasn’t attached to the hinges anymore. As I darted forward, I could see it had been knocked to the floor. I took a few more steps, and then my entire vision blurred as I spotted Royce towering over Rosie, pinning her to the floor, her figure hidden under his tall frame. The only thing I could see of her was her legs kicking in the air, trying to hit him.

Tyler pauses for a minute in the middle of the stairs, arms akimbo as he starts shaking his head and I yell at him. "What?" I yell. "I see trouble," he yells back and we all stare at Roxy who is busy pretending that she is not even standing there. Tyler gets to our spot and hugs us ladies warmly, for Jim, he just nods his head and so does Jim. Boys are weird. ***

The new month started on a Saturday and Rosie paid a visit to Gregory at his residence. She exited the kitchen with a stuffed plate of home-baked biscuits by Mrs Dee. Placing the snack on a side table, she took a seat beside Gregory and rested her head on his chest. "How has your weekend been so far?" He surfed through the channels and stopped at Judge Rudy, a crime series he realized Rosie loved a lot. "So far, so good. Nothing much has happened. Aside from being here with you, my weekend has been bland and uneventful." She lay her head on his lap and raised her legs on the chair.

He straddled on top of me, holding me down with his weight. I couldn’t breathe, my head twisting to the side as his fingers pinched my chin, pulling me back to stare at his red crazy eyes. “You even smell like her.” My eyes shut close, tears spilling even with the years of experience. “Once upon a time she would tremble just like you do now.” The words always left me trembling even harder. His hand snaked under the flimsy bra he had gave Roselyn to make me wear for that day. “So sexy.”

“Spill” Rosie tries to keep a straight face at me. It's not working though. I wiggle my eyebrows at her to insinuate, something is going on. If anyone was to provide security for her I would like to think it would have been Gregory, and that would be because Rosie is family to me. Isaiah shouldn't be the one doing that except there's something underlying here. Which there is.

My jaw tightened as I glanced at Rosy, her lips still swollen, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. The sight of her, unkempt and unbothered only made me more irritated at the interruption. “Do they know we’re here… together?” I asked, low. Rosy just rolled her eyes, pulling up her shorts without bothering to fasten the button. “And if they do?” she said with a dry smirk. “Let them.” I looked at her, really looked at her and for a brief second, I wondered what game she was playing, or if she even cared about the stakes anymore.