Flower He Couldn't Pluck

CHAPTER 60

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"You're back!"

"We should celebrate, Wyvern got a whale this time-"

"Sure, where's Rose?" King cuts Harry off promptly as he gets inside the mansion.

"Wha-" Hannah startles, "You're seriously asking for her?" She almost yells at him as he walks at a faster pace.

"She's in her room," Harry replies plainly.

"Dylan!" Hannah calls out for him as she follows his steps. They precisely just came back and all he can see is Rose? Hannah is beyond fierce. She feels like a speck of dirt as she watches him ignoring her whinings.

King quickly walks towards her room, he can't wait to see her again. He has promised himself that he'd just have a short glance at her before letting her go. He hurt her; the pain he went through, he was throwing it on her. He realised many things, many inhuman things he's done to her directly and indirectly.

After rebelling himself, he concluded of setting her free from himself. He can't be selfish anymore, he can't indulge a pure soul like hers into his world.

"Rose-" King swallows his words back at the sight. He gasps sharply after his mind comprehended the mood in front of him.

"I am talking to you, Dylan, don't ignore me-" Hannah's trail of words stop midway as she notices a furious look on his face. She looks in the same direction and feels the weight of unbound jealousy releasing from her nerves.

"What's with all the noise?" Tyler mumbles, waking up. He turns his head in the direction of loud voices and immediately opens his eyes widely.

"King, you're back." He speaks while stretching and Hannah's eyes scoop out at his half-naked body.

"What the hell is going on?" She yells desperately as she watches Rose still sleeping beside him, with her clothes off.

"Rose?" Hannah feels the burning sensation emitting from her as Tyler calls for her so softly. Tyler pats Rose's head and tries waking her up gently.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER!" King's loud voice quivers Hannah at her place, she watches as he fumingly storms inside and yanks Tyler's hand off her head.

Rose grunts while opening her eyes slowly, "Tyler," She whispers.

"That's enough," King asserts calmly before yanking off the sheets. Every nerve in his body burns as he watches her only in briefs. Rose and Tyler slept together, that was very much evident.

"What the-" Her first reaction when she looks at the angry King pulling the sheets off from her. Her eyes go wide open upon finding herself only in a bra and a pair of panties. Her breathing reaches beyond the speed of rationality, finding herself lying naked in front of two men.

King clenches his jaw tightly, his senses stop working and he grabs Rose's arms and drags her outside. "Leave-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He silences Rose as she tries to fight him again. Tears pool out of her eyes as she finds herself being dragged almost naked in front of every other person present in the mansion.

"Leave me for god's sake!" She yells in utmost embarrassment. She has no idea what the hell is going on. Why is she naked? What happened?

She came back in the morning by 8 as Tyler asked her. She didn't sleep all night as they all were talking and partying. She prepared breakfast for Tyler and herself and then she slept.

"How dare you?" King shoves her inside his room and bawls at her in an animalistic way. Rose sobs loudly while covering herself with her bare hands. She couldn't even look at him.