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“Yeah. They’ll be trying that out, and who knows? Lola might have slut written on her in marker pen in the morning.” I pulled Rosie’s dress up so hard it almost tore. She still had dirty bitch scrawled on her stomach from earlier. “I should have showed her this,” she giggled. “You could have lent them a marker pen and we could have compared styles. Like an art class.” She was joking, but it sparked a fire in my gut. “Would you have liked that? To watch her getting scribbled on?” She laughed so sweetly. “Would be awesome. Really good fun. Maybe we should do it sometime.”

'' She continues to urge me on taking their picture so I grab onto her phone, slowly zooming in to her face before clicking a couple of times. ''Oops, one more.'' I grin as I zoom out, taking a proper picture of them; mostly liking how Aidan looks extremely attractive but I also find him looking at me instead of staring at the camera which causes me to clear my throat before handing back her phone. ''Thanks!'' Rosie says with a wide grin before turning to Aidan, ''I just want to say that you're by far the best thing that has ever happened to the world. You are an inspiration to me and I'm sure to others, too. Can I be a lil' bit honest with you?'' She asks.

I remember that story close to my heart. " " I hope one day you'll see me as someone different. You have a lot of hate towards me and I wonder why? I've done nothing to you to deserve this. I just hope that one day you'll see the true person I am. I'm just a petite young lady from the East pack and my purpose of coming here is to serve the expected weeks the alpha summoned each maid to serve and after I'm done doing that, I'll be far away from you" She still had the scroll on her face " you think your little act will change my mind about you? Never. I am Rosie and when I dislike someone I make them disappear with just the click of the finger "

Daisy leaned in and whispered frantically into my ear, “Let’s go back. This is Rosie. If she gets out of here, the first man she’ll try to seduce is Prince Lucian. She’s dangerous.” Rosie didn’t even flinch. “I can vow that I will not use my skills on Prince Lucian. I will give you my loyalty. If I ever look at your mate with a bad eye, may the goddess strike me dead.” “You took a vow in the name of your god,” Daisy reminded her, voice shaky. “I did,” Rosie said simply. I exhaled, then nodded. “I accept your condition.” Rosie smiled like a queen who had just acquired a new kingdom.

But whenever I looked at him too long, my mind compared him to the image of a man who had rejected whatever he felt for me. “Anyway,” Chris continued, slapping her fork down, “you should cover it with a tattoo if it bothers you so much.” I blinked. “A What?” Her eyes lit up. “You heard me. Like something totally badass and beautiful. Boom—scar gone, and you look hot.” “That’s actually… genius,” I said slowly, imagining it. "What would I get, though?" Tyler grinned. “Of course. A rose for Rosie. Classic. Beautiful.” He drew out the compliment in a way that made me avoid his gaze.

Coby chuckled. "Well, You really eat so less" She smiled Don't smile at any other men like that Rose We walked out the sudden loud noise of a dog barking sends Rose to grab my arm and lean on me scared. I looked at her as she let go immediately embarrassed. But I wanted her to stay near me for just a little longer. Unable to hold myself back I put my arm on the back of her tiny waist and we walked to the car. Coby wanting to go have drinks with a friend and left us alone.

Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable. They called him consigliere. Advisor. Manipulator. He smiled at her like he knew everything. Including why she was here. She avoided him for the rest of the day. But that night, as she cleaned the study, she found something. A black notebook, half-buried under a pile of folders. Inside, dates. Payments. Names. Including her father’s. One name was underlined in red. "Project 5B : Initiated by A.D." She blinked. Her breath caught.

Molly asks, " I want that girl's number! Now roll over, honey!" I lay on my back and arch again with one leg bent and the other not. "Oh, wait!" Rosie hands Molly the phone quickly, then rushes over to me, pulling up a bit of my dress, "Perfect!" She races back and takes the shot. "Can I see?" I ask. Rosie starts fanning herself, "Whoa, it's getting hot in here!" She exclaims as she scrolls through the photos." I stood up, and she showed me the pictures; they all looked delicious; she got the best lighting and made me look like a bombshell.

I do have a ring for Rosie, and I plan to give it to her tonight before we fuck in the woods. The ceremony starts and about half way through is when I place the special made voodoo doll mask I had made for her. All our masks are made from high quality leather and other materials. Rosie’s has a black leather base with burlap over it to give it that classic voodoo doll vibe. There is some black stitching and a red heart stitched on the left cheek. When the ceremony is over there is some mingling, but I have no time for such nonsense when my bride, now wife, is pure temptation. I can’t resist her. I don’t think I ever could.

Raden yelled after him. “Why did you let him go without a kiss?” the voice asked. “Huh?” She said looking around again. Ryle was busy with paperwork and not paying attention to her. “No, you are not going crazy,” a light female giggle breezed through her mind. “Wait, are you...” Raden paused, “are you, my wolf?” she asked. “Yes, my beautiful human. My name is Rosie.” “But I’m not even close to being sixteen.” Raden said confused.