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Six Ways To Sunday

[MATURE CONTENT] *Slow burn* ------- Life has unexpected ways of turning things from 0 to 180 degrees in just a matter of seconds. Charlotte was mourning her husband's sudden demise with the only daughter they had, Aurora. And as if the pain of losing him wasn't enough, Derek, the boss of the dead man, came out of nowhere, to demand a mind blowing amount as a debt the man owed him. But meanwhile, he would take Aurora, their only daughter, with him, till Charlotte paid every penny. - Derek, a young man who had been through a painful experience, numbing his emotions in the process, found out that the man who betrayed him had a family somewhere, enjoying life. He vowed to kill them all. But ended up sparing their lives, taking Aurora, his only daughter, with him. But wait, why has Aurora started to feel that Derek is not as scary as he looks? Why does she feel like she can bring life and light into his seemingly lonely, dark life? Will Derek open up to this foreign feeling that has started to trigger certain emotions in him? ------- Excerpt She was in deep thoughts when she heard shuffling sounds and her head quickly snapped to the direction of the man. He was on his feet now, his gaze not leaving them. Charlotte and Aurora both scampered back in fear. He stared at them for some few seconds and wordlessly turned and walked towards the door. Aurora's eyes widened a bit. Wait, was it...was it over? Had he agreed to her mother's pleas? Was he going to leave them alone now? She was about to breathe when she heard a deep, gruff voice. "Get the girl." - - Join the #DeRa roller coaster now :) --------- Cover editing done by a colleague author :)

Juujuu_Sky · Urban
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49. Team rescue II

A house!!

Derek repeated in his mind. He kept his eyes on the light while moving back to his car, like he didn't want to miss it. He was afraid it was just an illusion. He hoped not.

He drove at an incredibly top speed, his grip on the steering wheel was firm, his knuckles had turned white. His eyes were fixed on the light as it appeared bigger and brighter.

Soon, the view became clearer. A quaint cottage with dim lights coming from the inside. Why would anyone build a house at such a desolate area?

As his car got closer, he contemplated whether to drive to the house or stop at a distance. If Rory was here, it means they were trying to hide her. He was sure they knew nobody would be able to trace them to this place if she was indeed there.

So, choosing the last option, he parked a bit far from the house and, loading his gun and picking two daggers, he got down from the car.