Ride For You Niyler Rostov "Like mother, like daughter.""What?" Harper ask while I was trying to fix her hair. Not that it needed fixing she had the perfect hair. She was like those girls in the movies who woke up looking like they are already ready for the day. We were getting ready for the party. We were already dressed in our cheer uniform and I had the clothes that I will change into already packed. Harper is only going to the party for one reason, to dance and then go home. Unfortunately for her, the party starts at seven and we won't be dancing until around eight and of course, we had to be there by seven to help greet the guests."You remember that night when I called you guys and said we needed to leave Italy?"Harper rolled her eyes. "It's a bit hard to forget Niyler, now please get to the point. I feel like a freaking doll!"I ignored my cousin's attitude and continue, "The man who held the gun on us that's what he said. Like mother li

Ride For YouNiyler RostovChapter 32 "Ms. Rostov, you are late," Ms. Hemmings says as I enter the chemistry lab. Everyone else was present and watching as I stroll into the room. I was late by one minute since I was on a phone call with my brother, Hazeem. Dad would be back tonight and I was not sure how I would face him with everything I now know.Instead of answering are apologizing for being one minute late I took my seat next to Stefano. Ms. Hemmings growled and continue her lesson. I was in no mood today to deal with her attitude towards me. What I did for her to hate me, only God knows.After Liam stormed off during the party, Kendra and I haven't heard from him and I still have not gotten the chance to talk to Stefano. "Hello, Bella," Stefano whispers, he didn't waste any time playing in my hair that I let lose today. I did not have time to put it in a ponytail or even care to do so.I gave him a tight lip smile before listening to Ms.Hemming. She was talking abou

Niyler Rostov As soon as I descended the stairs I was greeted by Mom who just returned from work. She was dressed in her tight pink scrubs, her brunette hair tied into a neat low bun and her work bag hanging on her shoulder. My mom is really beautiful and did not look her age, she wore forty-two so well that people mistake us for sisters. “Hi Mom, where’s Hazeem,” I say taking her work bag from her. Mom gives me a side hug and kisses my head like she usually does. “Hey sweetie, your brother wanted to spend the evening with your aunt. She’s stopping by the children’s home today to get the number of children there and all the things they require so we can get everything together to drop them off.”Every month my family finds a different home or charity to donate to. This month they plan to donate to Superstars, home of hope. That reminds me that I need to go shopping with Kendra and Liam soon so that we can get gifts for them. Hopefully, Liam cooled off by then, although I doubt he wo

Ride For YouNiyler Rostov “What is going on, babes? Did someone die?” Madison asks on the other side of the screen."Not yet." Harper snorts.I can't help but roll my eyes at the dramatics of Harper and Madison. My cousins and I were on FaceTime, which was rare, considering the time difference between Madison and us. Family gatherings or holidays were the only occasions we saw each other.. Harper and I reached out to Madison to discuss what we found out. Initially, I hesitated and preferred face-to-face communication. Harper persuaded me to go for a three-way call. "I'm getting nervous. Can someone please tell me why we are all gathered here on this rare occasion? I mean, I love you babes, but a girl needs her beauty rest.""We—""Niyler's new boyfriend is probably part of a Mafia and we believe our family is also involved," Harper says in one breath, cutting me off before I had the chance to drop the news on our cousin slowly."Jesus, Harper, why did you h

Stefano SicilianiRide for you As soon as I reach the school entrance, I notice a black BMW waiting. Mr. Rostov was revealed in the back seat as the tilted window rolled down. His eyes, resembling his daughter's beautiful ones, stare at me as if he's pondering his decision.."Get inside." I have an aversion to being ordered around, but I obeyed him nonetheless. Mr. Rostov raised the window and signaled to the man who Niyler gave her car keys to yesterday the moment I closed the door. “What is this about? Is Niyler alright?” I ask when the silence was starting to suffocate me.The man smoothed out the invisible wrinkles on his expensive-looking blue and white suit before turning to face me.“It is your lunch break, isn’t it? We're going to a drive-through for a bite to eat and then have a conversation about your past and future if you want to be a part of my daughter's life. As for Niyler, she had to assist my niece with something important.” So Niyler was alright, that