What Happened To Derek In Save The Last Dance 2 Novels & Stories

"Derek—get your hands off me!" Liam appeared out of nowhere and shoved him back. "She said she doesn't want to talk to you. And you still show up?" Security dragged him out. As he left, he shot Liam a look—part fury, part humiliation. Later, Riley did marry Derek after all. But because he'd crossed the Kraft Group, Derek was disowned by the Teegers. She didn't get to be a rich wife. Frustrated and bitter, she fed him rat poison and fled.

"I wanted to walk over there and remind you what it felt like to be seen. Really seen, not admired like a piece of art." "So you decided to destroy my marriage?" "I decided to save you from it." The words hit like lightning. Because that's exactly what this feels like—salvation and damnation wrapped in the same devastating package. My phone buzzes again. Alexander, of course. This time I don't even glance at it. "He's called twelve times," Derek observes. "Thirteen." "Aren't you worried?" "Terrified," I admit. "But not enough to answer." Derek's smile is fierce with approval. "There she is. There's the girl who told her parents she was sleeping at her best friend's house and snuck out to rid

Ethan coldly twisted open a bottle of water and poured it over Derek's head. Derek jolted awake, momentarily disoriented. When he saw me, he jumped to his feet excitedly. "Vivian, I've finally found you! Why did you change the lock code? I've made everything clear with Sarah. There won't be any third person between us anymore." "Vivian, can we get back together?" Derek's face was full of hope, but when he saw my expressionless face, that hope quickly faded.

Just how wealthy was Derick’s family? “Now, aren’t you the most gorgeous woman under this roof?” Derick’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, low and warm against my ear. He appeared beside me, dressed in an all-black tux that made him look like something out of a magazine. I turned toward him, a smile blooming on my lips. “Thanks, babe.” He held out his hand with a grin. “Come dance with me.” We moved to the dance floor, where couples swayed to a slow, sultry rhythm. Derick’s hand slid around my waist, and I let myself melt into the moment—just the two of us, the music, the crowd fading into a blur.

Derek continued still maintaining eye contact with everyone. "I was lost without her but now I am so glad of her betrayal, if I had married her, I would have lived a life of misery but Fortune brought this beautiful woman standing beside me into my life" Kathleen blushed as all eyes turned her way, Derek turned to Christine, "thank you for what you did because if you had not done so, I wouldn't have met my queen here, and let me correct you something, you were my first love but not my last, this lady who I am holding her hand is my wife and my last love, I appreciate your best wishes, thank you". Someone whistled among the guest and there was applause.

Reasonably, Vers was likely still slumbering, making it the opportune moment for Derek to venture into the room and spring the surprise. He took off his shoes in front of the door, and sneaked in, but, it was only one step. There's a loud bang sound. "Akh!" Followed by a loud crash on the floor to a miserable scream. "Ahhhh!!" Derek found himself sprawled upon the unforgiving hardwood floor, his cheek pressed against its unyielding surface. His hands were twisted and held captive behind his back, while someone was so rude to sit on his back, exerting pressure against his waist.

I let out a sigh of relief as we disappeared into the night, away from that haunted place. A thought sinks in my head, my eyes narrowed, my voice laced with concern. "Where you able to reach Derek? He was supposed to save me." I ask him. He looks surprise at first that Derek was coming for me. “I couldn’t get a hold of him and what do you mean he is coming to save you, did you talk to him?” He asks. I guess he hasn’t heard the full story. “We talked and he struck a deal with the twins. I thought he sent you to save me because he didn’t trust them. If he didn’t send you then why did it take you so long to find me” I yell at him unintentionally.

Before he could reach me, though, his fellow dancers held him back. "Calm down, Derek," one of them urged, inadvertently revealing the name of the fellow who had dared to challenge me. The name struck a familiar chord in my memory, and a smirk played on my lips as the puzzle pieces fell into place. "Oh, so you're Derek, the one who despises Thorian with a burning passion?" I taunted, laughing as if I'd uncovered a thrilling secret. Derek's face contorted with anger, and he growled, "Shut the hell up!" He made a furious attempt to break free from his friends' restraining grip.

I asked hesitantly. “Well, the wolfless sister is killed and the other sister gets her mate back, so yeah. Happy ending. But not for everyone.” I was now no longer willing to ignore how uncomfortable I felt. I stood up, as did James. “You know what? I just remembered that I left something at the stadium that I need tonight. It is nice to meet you again, Derek.” “You have not finished your dinner,” Derek protested. “That is okay. I am not that hungry anyway.”

He was actually friends with them and I didn't understand it one bit. I was sipping my whiskey taking a head count that everyone was good when I noticed Layla dancing alone and Derek was nowhere in sight. I checked by the men's room when I saw him head outside with a few random guys. What the fuck is he up to now? I followed behind them waiting by the door listening.