Rose Without Thorns

Rosalie Thorpe | 26 | Head Stylist Niece of Darla Thorpe

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leontesholmes

Leontes was a curious person, he enjoyed watching people and dancing happened to be one of his favorite things to watch a person do, but he was also stubborn and dominant. When the man rubbing against her turned to a new partner at the end of the song her simply gave her a nod to the bar and mouthed, “Come here.”

Rosalie kept moving to the rhythm of the music, feeling the hands of one person wandering along her curves before being replaced by that of another. She belonged to no one even though many desired her. She wasn’t vain to a faul but that much even she was aware of. But at this moment there was only one man that she saw herself leaving with tonight, and he sat at the bar, signaling her to come join him and for some reason unknown to her she obliged, approaching the bar, a playful smile pulling on the corners of her lips. “Did no one teach you that it’s rude to stare?” She felt a little daring tonight, and something told her he wouldn’t mind.

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jacobxthorpe

He had no shame in prying into anyone’s business, certainly not his cousin’s private space that was afforded to most of the Houses employees. As the head of security, Jacob felt that he had every right to see what everyone was doing under this roof, family or not. Of course, the same courtesy wasn’t extended to Darla. There he lurked in Rosalie’s work space, methodically going through some of her drawers and finding only the trinkets and such she used to play dress up. Something he inwardly sneered at because he didn’t think the slaves were afforded any type of luxury like that. Opening up another drawer, he found a small book and began thumbing through it. He sat down, putting his feet up on a near by bench not even paying attention to the sound of the door creaking open behind him.

Admittedly, Rosalie didn’t have any expectations regarding Jacob, but for the one that he aimed to irritate her. Something he had proven to be quite successful in. Still, she hadn’t thought he’d stoop so low as to snoop through her stuff, something he had clearly done given the scene that presented itself in front of her when she came back from her break, drawers having been left open and him skimming through her notebook … “You gotta be kidding me.” she murmured under her breath, closing the distance between the two of them before snatching the book from his grip. “What do you think you’re doing here?” the blonde hissed, revealing a rather unusual attitude to her that was mostly reserved for him or other people she thought equally less of. Truth be told, she had given up being civil with him, considering that he didn’t put the slightest effort in returning the gesture. And Rosalie was done being treated like a doormat especially since she assumed where his hatred for her sprung from. He was Darla’s second choice, despite his devotion to the family and the city. While Rosalie … was anything but grateful for the attention her aunt gave her and the position everyone believe to come with it sooner or later.

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lilith-danceswith-thedevil

Lilith had been enslaved since birth, so being suspicious of others came with the territory. Pursing her lips at the offer for a moment she almost gave in, being alone would have been pleasant. “I can never promise to stay out of trouble, I would have imagined that you’d know about my tongue before purchasing me…” she pointed out. “So you intend to do nothing?…At all?” she wondered.

Originally posted by xxichaos

Cancelled

[angelsofvictoriasecret]

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henrydunne

“Well, I’ll take your warning about her under advisement. I’ve never really talked to her before and any time I was in the room I think she was more interested in my father.” His father was the one with all the money at the time. He supposed he should expect the same sort of treatment Darla gave his father when it came to throwing his money around in the right place. Flora may not like it, but donating to the Thorpe’s may be beneficial to himself if he was planning on staying in this city. Henry would have to flash his money around like every other rich prick in the city. “Maybe,” he offered, taking a sip of his drink before setting it down on the counter. “I was honestly more focused on not going to my dad’s boring meetings and going to the beach with my friends.” Or renting a slave or two from the House. That was one way he and his friends spent their ‘good time.’ He couldn’t help but smile at the woman’s reaction to his admission, his shoulders knitting into a small shrug. “I’m sorry to disappoint. You’ve lived here, what, your whole life? Of course you see it differently. I could say the same about New York, but that wouldn’t be very New Yorker of me to shit on my own city.” In truth, there wasn’t much about Sterling that he found exciting anymore. He wasn’t a young college kid so the thrill of partying at the beach had sorta lost its luster. His business and family were all up north, at least for now. His parents still owned a home down here and they were bound to come snooping around if they knew he was down here. Unsupervised. “Can I buy you a drink?”

To be honest, that didn’t surprise Rosalie. She assumed his father to either be a supporter of the slave trade or have proven to be of use to Darla in another way. And usually the person to benefit her aunt was the one who was solely bestowed with her attention. She had seen it many times before to know that there was no other reason for Darla to be interested in someone. At his confession of having spent his time rather with his friends than his father’s business partners, Rosalie merely grinned mildly, knowing that feeling all too well. “I like the way your mind works.” the blonde admitted, recalling that she felt the same back then but simply was never being given to chance to stay away whenever her aunt would do business. For some reason, Rosalie always had to attend and it was only later when she realized that Darla’s lack of children was one of those reasons. Rosalie was supposed to be the heir of the Thorpe empire … and yet she was the most unwilling one of all that Thorpe offsprings. “Okay, fair enough. Call it wanderlust then. Maybe I have just seen everything that Sterling has to offer and could use a change of scenery myself.” Rosalie said vaguely, becoming a little more cautious now that she knew his father most likely did business with Darla. Her disdain towards the system wasn’t a secret, but it was also something that not ought to be discussed. And she certainly didn’t want to veer Darla’s wrath in her direction. “I wouldn’t mind a drink. They make amazing mojitos here so I will have one of those.”

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lilith-danceswith-thedevil

Lilith nodded at the blondes words and then took the pill before drinking it down with the water, the brunette waiting and thankful that she wasn’t feeling as woozy as she had initially expected, she then set down the glass. “Well…I suppose when someone spends a considerable amount of points on another it just makes me question motives, even more so when it was a bidding war for well…At least what I remember of it…” she mused as she slowly got herself up. “But thank you…”

Rosalie gave Lilith a warm smile when the other woman finally took her up on her offer, hopefully finding some relief once the aspirin kicked in. She had had more than enough hangovers throughout her life to know what helped and what didn’t. Yet she could understand her initial suspicion, only able to imagine the hardships she had been forced to face ever since being enslaved. “I guess I might feel similar if I was in your position. So if you feel uncomfortable here we can always arrange for you to stay somewhere else and get some time off. It’s up to you, really. I just want you to be safe and not get into unnecessary trouble.” She could imagine Darla rolling her eyes if she could see her now.

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leontesholmes

It was boredom that led Leo to The Velvet. He wanted something to play with but normally saw this type of setting as a bit too young for himself. He stood near the edge of the crowd, drink in hand and watched the crowd move to the music, his eyes on a blonde that was cozying up to a man that had just came up and started groping her. When her eyes opened they met his and he lifted his glass and took a drink. A part of him was curious if she’d come over or who would bother her first, the stranger dancing with her or the stranger watching her move.

Rosalie didn’t notice the stranger watching her until another had already started dancing with her, drawn in by the way her hips moved to the rhythm, inviting and promising. But once she felt his gaze on her it was impossible for her to turn away. Still dancing with the man who was pressing against her from behind, Rosalie’s sapphire orbs remained trained on the man near the bar, tongue flicking across her lips absentmindedly as she watched him, curious to see what he would doing next. If he’d do anything, that is.

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lilith-danceswith-thedevil

Lilith blinked at the other, this one was definitely living under a rock if she didn’t understand the reference “Yes, I feel you should…” she nodded. She took the pill and the glass, looking them over suspiciously…But since she was already in The Mistresses possession it seemed like a long shot that she would be drugged. “In my experience people who are nice without reasons are those who want something…” she pointed out. “It’s hard to trust others.”

Rosalie waited for Lilith to swallow the pill, hoping she’d do so despite her apparent suspicions, mostly for her own sake than the slave’s. She somehow got the feeling that dealing with her while hungover would be even more of a challenge. “I can assure you that I want nothing. Whether you believe me or not is your choice, of course.” Rosalie added finally, fearing it might take a lot more to convince the dark-haired woman that her intentions were anything but evil.

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henrydunne

Henry had showed little interest when he had originally met the Thorpe’s. Perhaps that’s why he was drawing a blank on whether or not he had met Rosalie before. He remembered seeing a few kids at the estate, maybe she was one of them. He was a teenager being dragged along with his father when he would have rather been at the beach with his friends. “Oh yeah?” he laughed, believing her words in regards to her aunt. He probably wouldn’t be so easily snared in her trap. “How old is she now? I didn’t think she was that old. Then again, what’s old to you may not be old to me.” Henry replied, jokingly. He had only come into contact with Darla a handful of times and she always seemed older than she was. Not physically, but in the way she conducted herself and her demeanor. “I saw some kids running around your family’s place when I was there years ago, I’m gonna assume you were one of them.” At her next comment, Henry didn’t say anything at first because he felt like she was attempting to dig into his personal life. “I could,” he agreed, cocking his head slightly to the side. “Like San Diego or Redondo Beach in LA, but my parents don’t have a summer house there they have one here. I spent most of my summers here so I’m more familiar with it.” It wasn’t a total lie, so he felt that was a good enough excuse for his return to Sterling.

Rosalie couldn’t help but grin at his response and question regarding Darla’s age. “Honestly? Who really knows? Pretty sure she has celebrated the same number for the past four years. But then again, I usually don’t pay too much attention when there is an open bar.” she blonde stylist returned with a shrug, actually being quite honest about the matter. It made no difference anyways since she doubted Darla to be one of those women who’d become gentler with age. If anything, the opposite was probably the case. “Probably … or some of the slaves that were at my family’s home every now and then.” To keep me company … But Rosalie didn’t feel comfortable to admit to that even though it was the sad truth, considering that Teddy was the only friend she used to have as a child that wasn’t a slave. Why his parents even allowed to spend time with her was a mystery to her to this very day but she was eternally grateful for it either way. Rosalie blinked at his explanation, in no position to ask further without appearing suspicious, something he might have already caught up on. “I see … It makes sense, I guess. I shouldn’t assume for people to have the same desire I do. I just always wanted to get out of here and live somewhere else. But to each their own.” she said, giving him a smile that didn’t show what she was really feeling right now.

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roxannexmartin

“Awww!” She squealed, still wearing the huge grin on her face. “This Roxie loves you too, and she’s very very pleased to call you one of her besties.” She didn’t feel at all silly talking about herself in the third person, mostly because she felt completely comfortable around Rosalie so there was no need to be embarrassed. “Am I gonna have to act like your designated driver, missy?” She teased.

Cancelled.

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guard-brennan-walker

“Really? You’re going to tell my mom on me?” he said with a bemused smile. “And she can’t make me take a gift. I’m twenty six years old.” He didn’t like where Rosalie’s mind might have gone with this “gift” of hers.

“Sure, why not? She is your mum, she can make you do almost everything. No matter how old you are. There are just things that never change.” Rosalie quipped, flashing him a grin and knowing that he most likely wouldn’t want to let it get to the point where she’d snitch on him.

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henrydunne

A Thorpe. Henry paused momentarily, bringing the whiskey glass to his lips to down the last of its contents. The last time he had been around any of the Thorpe’s he was probably in his early twenties. His father had dealt mostly with the Thorpe family, donating money to them and the city in order to get a foot in the door with Sterling’s elite. From what his father had told him, the Thorpe’s weren’t exactly cordial. “I’ve met your aunt… a few times. I suppose I’ll be running into her some time soon.” The thought crossed his mind on whether or not his parents still had contacts in Sterling. He was sure sooner or later word would get back to New York and they would know he was down here in Sterling attempting to buy up real estate. “My dad’s name is Daniel and we used to come around your family’s place every once and awhile. This was like, I don’t know, eleven or twelve years ago. I had more of a baby face back then.” he quipped, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He studied the girl, trying to gauge whether or not she had any motive. She seemed nice enough, but he wasn’t one to automatically trust people. Especially down here. “Well, that’s highly possible, but I enjoy it here. The weather is definitely better than New York and it’s a change of scenery.” He decided to keep his motivations on his return to Sterling to himself. Now that he knew she was a Thorpe he wasn’t going to take a chance on having the things he said get repeated.

When Henry mentioned her aunt, the blonde had to restraint herself from showing her amusement. He didn’t sound particularly excited, not that she expected it, considering her aunt’s lovely personality. Even though she had to give it to the older woman that she could be quite charming whenever encountering a potential client. It was just the way she treated everyone else who didn’t have a fortune to their name that rubbed Rosalie the wrong way. “Let’s hope that encounter gets postponed a little longer. For your sake. She is known to have become quite the cougar. Just a heads up.” Rosalie said with a grin, knowing all to well that Darla was the human epitome of a black widow. At his following words she offered him a smile. “More of a baby face, huh? You and me both.” Rosalie returned teasingly before raising a brow once he listed his apparent reason for returning to Sterling. Just that she didn’t buy it. “Well, weather like this you could have elsewhere too. Along with the change of scenery.” she pointed out even though she didn’t want to assume the reason for his stay.

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masterthomasrichter

“You’re stunning, even in the dark.” Thomas purred lowly, hands roaming her body just like she motioned for him to. Why stop when she practically invited him in? He wasn’t a fool, turning such a lovely invitation down. Hands closed around her hips, grinding as lips found her neck and teased kissed against her skin. He let his hands wander, making out inch by inch of her body before a gruff hand closed around her throat, pushing her head back to meet his shoulder again while he let his breath ghost against the side of her face. 

Rosalie could already feel herself tremble beneath his touch whilst his hands wandered along her body with expertise, skilled fingers leaving a burning trail all over her skin. She didn’t hear the words that left his lips, instead taking in his scent as she inhaled deeply. This man seemingly knew how she wanted to be touched, knew what he had to do to make her lose herself completely, something that became evident when his fingers would wrap around her throat, drawing a soft moan from her lips. It made her wonder if it was so obvious what it was that she desired.

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chiefcloudbeard

Dean felt a rumble . He wasn’t sure if it was from a laugh, her talking or something else but there was no pushing him away. Heck she pulled him even more against her so there was no way that he would be stopping. Hands glided along her hips as he held her against him, grinding his growing erection against her. The club was quite different from what he was used to. Normally he would end up in a bar which then would lead to a fight outside. Could something like that happen in a place like this? Sure. Did he plan on having that happen tonight? Not when he has this blonde in front of him. The mistress that rented him was truly missing out.

Rosalie sighed inaudibly when she felt his hardness press against her, teeth biting down on her lower lip before she finally had enough of the teasing, eager to stop wasting time when their bodies already moved in such unison. It only made what was possibly about to come so much more promising. The blonde turned around, finally facing him and reaching out, nimble fingers tracing along the sides of his face, wandering along the facial hair about which she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like scratching along the skin of her thighs. Her hips kept moving to the rhythm of the music, teasing for a little longer before she finally leaned in, lips pressing against his, teeth pulling playfully before she deepened their kiss.

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lilith-danceswith-thedevil

“I’m dramatic, my middle name is Shakespeare, if anything I was the third member to the band Shakespeares Sister..” she said muffled against the pillow, though her shoulders dropped as she knew in her heart Rosalie wouldn’t understand the joke, yet the slave still imagined that Louisa would have laughed at it, this only piercing her heart with utter sadness for a split moment. “I can’t eat like this, I’ll bring it back up” she said, her face still muffled but the pill did sound good, now bloodshot eyes came up to meet the Mistress “It perplexes me when people are nice, no one is nice without reason…” she said carefully, wary of her.

Rosalie laughed softly. “Not sure if I get that reference but if that band is as delightful as you then I certainly should listen to a few songs.” the blonde commented before taking the glass and pill from the nightstand nearby and handed Lilith both. “Then how about we start with this and see how you feel in an hour, okay?” she added then, smiling at the other woman warmly, shaking her head slowly. “You should find it more perplexing when people are bad without reason. I think I’d be exhausted after a short while. Seems a lot easier to just be nice.” Rosalie said, forced to realize that Lilith wasn’t the first person she had encountered that shared her mindset. And it saddened her.

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guard-brennan-walker

“At least you wouldn’t bring up awkward stories from my childhood,” Brennan mused. A Thanksgiving with Rosalie probably wouldn’t be too bad, assuming he didn’t let her drink to the point where she wanted to give him a make over. “Or mention how I stole my neighbor’s horse to visit my girlfriend at the time every five minutes.”

“I know of at least one awkward story and neither of us wants to relive it.” Rosalie quipped, recalling the time she was so drunk that she actually would have made out with Brennan if he had not held her back. “Thanks for sharing. Now I feel like I should spend Thanksgiving with your family just to hear more of these stories!”