Rose Contract の小説・ストーリー

Rose yelled. "My name is Rose Johnson, and I welcome you all to this organization." she paced around with her gun still pointing upwards. "It's a pleasure to have you all work with me in this organization, for purpose of the betterment of ourselves and this community." she continued, slowly walking around in their midst. "I promise you all that as you pledge your loyalty and work for this cartel, you'd be handsomely rewarded..." she paused. "...Oh, and Incase you're still wondering... I'm in charge here—" she walked back to the front.

The Sunflower, with its vitality, was given by Jeffrey when he went to the amusement park. All the flowers were Jeffrey's favorites. Of all the flowers, there were no roses, which he chanted about as his favorite day and night. It was only at that moment that I realized that he loved roses but was unwilling to give them a place in his home. Jeffrey's exclusive ringing sounded, and the phone screen lit up. "I just got out of the hospital. Now I'm going to pick you up at the manor. "The rose bracelet is ready. You can bring it on later.

Rose zoomed out of her emotional thoughts from Justin's voice and immediately grabbed the key from his hand and clutched it near her heart. Her heart was beating fast, she couldn't able to believe that she's actually stepped the most important step of her success. Now her revenge is not far away. She will pull the floor beneath her enemies when she will re-establish Walton industries with all its previous glory. Justin pat her shoulder and started the car, but Rose was still in a daze. She was like couldn't able to concentrate on anything because of the thrilling moment. Sometimes later she composed her emotions and back to her usual cold self.

“You should go back to work. I’ll take the bouquet. Don’t prepare flowers made of money for me again next time.” River said, “I was afraid you’d refuse to accept real roses. I thought there was a chance you might accept my flowers if they were made of dollar bills.” Rosalie was speechless. “Let’s meet during the weekend, Rosalie.” River stood. “We can talk about it another time.” Although Rosalie did not give him an exact answer, he still left in a good mood. River bumped into Crest Co.’s founder when he returned to the company. That person had become a co-owner instead.

He practices, plays, drinks, and repeat. "Rose?"

“But that boy just had to bring you with him.” Rose was confused and surprised by the sudden change in Roosevelt. “Who are you talking about?” “Dragunov.” Without mentioning his first name, Rose knew who Roosevelt was talking about. “Matthew? What’s wrong with him?” Roosevelt’s eyes opened wide as if they would pop out. “What’s wrong with him?! You DO realise that HE is the reason you’re in this world, right?” Rose took a step back after seeing Roosevelt snap at her suddenly. “Umm yes..?”

“What for? She's done nothing wrong.” “I don't know what for, but she was said to be the Rose.” “The Rose?” Blaze knitted his brows. “I'm confused here.” “Well, I am as well.” Sandro retorted. The Rose was the key to the establishment of the Rosette dynasty. She was a treasure and through her, they could get a lot of things. Aside from that, it was said that she was a shield and no supernatural being could penetrate her mind, no matter how hard they tried. And her blood could create armies of extremely powerful hybrids when used with the werewolves' blood. Also, it contains healing properties.

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

Rose ended up bumping into the body and she moved back "Hi" The guy said with a grin "Who are you?" Rose asked "The note" He grinned again "Can you move out of my way? I'm leaving" Rose said "You have nothing to say about the note I wrote you?" He asked "Thank you,,but I need to leave" Rose snapped "Just five minutes" He smiled and touched her hair "Don't touch me!" Rose half yelled and moved back but he grabbed her and pulled her closer "What the h*ll do you think you're doing?! Let go of me!"