"What are you looking at?" asked Rose, sitting on the sofa that was stretched across the back of the wall—not far from where Theo was still struggling with some important files.
On his desk, Theo flipped through the documents carelessly. Unfocused on examining the contents of the documents, his attention is constantly on Rose's face, which is increasingly smeared with light make-up. A little something she had just bought at the mall. "You won't get any work done if you keep looking at me like a fool," Rose quipped as she applied lipstick to her lips. Such a small activity forced Theo to frown deeply as he watched the touch of Rose's fingers. "I don't understand. Is that lips, or a succulent aglaonema plant, huh? Fiery red like it wants to go to war." A moment's pause. Theo put the hardcopy file in hand into a folder, storing it in a drawer. Then looked back at Rose with a mischievous grin. "What do you want to burn with that lip color,The corners of the lips curled up, adding a sweet accent to the charming face that highlighted the two small toys in hand with a wistful gaze. The journey had been long, splitting a longing that was never the same. The image of a warm call and some innocent questions kept echoing, permeating the tranquility immersed in silence. Rose's sweat was on the cut of a bead that rounded curiously. How is he doing now? Rose chuckled softly. Rhetorical questions shouldn't reverberate through her head. She knew what kind of answer would so aptly fill in the gaps in her mind. Fine. Nothing could be more perfect than that statement. A mother's warm embrace and a father's protection were more than enough to remind Rose to let go. Even though, she couldn't bear to be stuck with the increasingly suffocating vortex of feelings. The toy that was deliberately bought when Theo let her choose whatever Rose w
Theo let out a long breath. It was not the time to make jokes about an important situation like this. There were several things Theo had to consider. At the end, no matter how-Rose had to walk into the trap that had been planned. It didn't matter if she would ask questions. It didn't matter if they would be rejected. At least the bond of secrecy would ensure that Verasco's wishes would not be realized. Theo turned away, looking at Diego for a moment. Then turned toward the entrance. There, Lion was hurrying toward his master. "He's your lawyer," Theo said, returning the spotlight to Rose's astonished face. Lion's appearance was a far cry from his usual self. A typical casanova outfit with a leather jacket was replaced by a neat suit. The under cut haircut also made his face look younger. Rose had no idea what had just happened. "You mean my lawyer is Lion?" asked Rose, pointing uncertainly. "Yes."
Rose's fingers clenched tightly around the gold trim pen in her hand. The choice ended up being irresistible, making her ink black on paper as a form of formality. Who knows how far it would go, but the one year Theo had promised was enough to give Rose hope of being free of the contracted relationship. Really. Being a sugar baby had never crossed Rose's mind in her entire life. Even having to deal with actions of a legal nature, gave her a periodic sense of caution. What if one day Rose felt out of place and committed an offense? There was no going back. The evidence of the deal has been recorded and archived as an important document. Woe to Rose. Let's hope she doesn't take any actions that will lead her into negative things. It was clear Theo wasn't going to let any of her decisions go easy. Rose snorted. Dropping the pen she was holding onto the table. She got up, pushing the chair she was coincidentally sitting in
'This video has been removed'. Theo also targeted several applications through which the video of him and Magdalena was uploaded. Conduct a DDoS attack, which aims to weaken and overload the system by flooding fake traffic into a server or IP address. All users will lose access to the application within a certain time frame. Which DNS (domain name server) recovery will have no effect on, even if the progammers try to do a fix. They won't be able to do it in a flash. Out of hacking view. Theo reached for his cell phone which rang several times. He found Lion's name on it. "What's wrong?" He asked as he hovered over a different window. Opening his Dor D'Murder program syndicate. [We've found the spreader of the video, sir]. "Good. Where's he now?"
The banquet held by the dark elder and a few other members was respectful. One of them was an invited guest whose presence was greatly appreciated. There was no conversation as long as forks and spoons clinked on plates. Just wary glances, glancing at each other, sometimes focused on their respective meals. Not long after, a final greeting was exchanged with glasses toasting in the air. Mr. Alejandro picked up the handkerchief on his lap and wiped his lips dry. He smiles as the gray highlights and his own come together. The man he wanted to meet was finally in the dining room with him. "How does the icewine that burns your throat taste? Do you like it?" "Of course. You never disappoint me." The two shared a chuckle, followed by the conversation of the rest of the members. Verasco signaled to his interlocutor. Finding another place to talk about more impo
Light strokes kept repeating from the top to the back of the head. A woman's adoring smile never ceased, gazing at the face that so weakened her sanity. A handsome face that could be traced at close range for the first time. What a beautiful man she admired in silence. Could she someday have that man? The tired look was so obvious. The woman who was now dropping her delicate fingers on a jaw that felt rough, did not want to do anything else for the time being. She was afraid of waking up the man who had fallen asleep on the bar table in an uncomfortable position. Had been hiding. The woman witnessed for herself how Theo finished the remaining pieces of fruit in a half-dreamy state. It was to her advantage that Theo did not choose to leave. When should she be able to appear before Theo as someone she so desperately wanted to love? She shook her head uncertainly. There was a consequence to such an expectation. Hold on... she'd better lea
"You seem to be new here?" Rose looked doubtfully at a beautiful woman, who was also in line at the side. The model-like woman took a closer look at the tray in Rose's hand. She was surprised by the two cups of gelato sitting there. "I've been watching you alone, but you're going to pay for gelato for two," she muttered absently. "Here's another one for my friend." Rose smiled stiffly, there was no way she could call Theo by his real name. The woman Rose was expecting was one of the staff in the office. She might see Rose and Theo together and think badly of their relationship. "Where's your friend? I don't see him." The woman turned her head in all directions. Looking for the 'friend' Rose was referring to. "He's still busy at work." "Isn't it break time already?" her interlocutor said in confusion. Rose remained silent, focused on paying for the order when it was her tur
"This is your important document, Sugar. I forgot to return it the other night." Rose's brown eyes squinted. Her exact folder was presented by an outstretched arm. From the shape of the thick size, perhaps the files of the folder were still intact. But what about her childhood photo? Rose snatched the rectangular object from Theo's hand. Partially unpacked the contents and placed it on the bed. She knew which document the piece of paper she was looking for was tucked away in. However, there were no memories left from the past. There was only emptiness there. Rose thinned her lips. "It must be you. Where are my childhood photos? Give them back!" "What if I don't want it?" Theo folded his arms across his chest. Challenging with a smile of satisfaction when Rose looked at him sarcastically. "I'll get your childhood photos. Where is it? Give it to me!" Whether she misspoke
Rose didn't expect Theo to take her to the island of Ortogia, the historical center of the Sicilian city of Sirakusa, to enjoy the beauty of the Mediterranean sea. The scents by the sea were soothingly beautiful. Rose had not forgotten that Theo had not once let go of her body on the man's broad shoulders after walking along the old buildings on the islands of Ortogia. "Whose house is this?" asked Rose looking at a sturdy building that looked like it was meant for two people to live in. "Our house." There wasn't much Rose could say, except to bury her face deep in the hollow of Theo's neck. The masculine scent was still very much present, even after they had spent the whole day entertaining the guests, as if the perfume was very much at home on Theo's clay skin. "Want to go straight to bed or shower first, Sugar?" In front of a door Theo stopped and let Rose get on the floor. Between hesitation and the need for something fresh she finally looked up at Theo.
"Ready?" Rose nodded as Theo spoke over the top of her head. She was indeed standing with her back to Theo, holding the handle of a long cookie-cutter knife, while Theo's large fingers grasped each of her knuckles warmly. The multi-tiered cake, or not much different from a fragile tower, was being split open. The blade slowly descended downward to symbolize sharpness. Rose smiled almost melting into laughter when Theo whispered something funny to her, funny but Rose wouldn't tell anyone. Let her keep it to herself and make it an important fun moment. After the first slice of cake Rose and Theo should have been feeding each other. Instead Theo scooped out the cream and immediately applied it to Rose's lower lip. Rose's face was a mess, but that was exactly what Theo wanted. He took Rose's lips like he was taking a delicious cake. The sweetness of the sugar and butter mixture seemed to make Theo insatiable. He licks Rose so intimately—there's no end to it—that Rose
"It's enough. I'm full." Again Rose had to restrain herself as Theo's big fingers tried to push away the bowl of white porridge in her hand. "Just a little more, Theo. You have to finish your porridge." "Come on." Rose brought another spoonful of porridge closer, but that face refused. "Don't make me eat bad porridge, Sugar. It's tasteless." "That's why if you eat while looking at me, you'll get some flavor." "One more bite. I promise after this is over." "I don't believe it. You said that earlier, don't you remember?" Rose's wide grin completely fooled Theo. The man was exactly a child who had lost his appetite. It was very difficult to persuade him to open his mouth. "This time I'm serious about the last one. Ahk... open wide." Rose thought Theo would immediately accept her bribe. Instead, the man moved the elbow of Rose's hand, moving the bow of the spoon to Rose's own lips. "You should eat too." "I ate earlier," Ro
One day after Theo regained consciousness, Rose finally decided to return to her home, the place where she once lived alone next to her small restaurant. At the moment there wasn't much for Rose to do other than prepare to meet Theo at the hospital. Rose immediately drove her father's borrowed car. On the back passenger seat she placed a medium-sized box with several holes in it that was wrapped very beautifully. While beside her sat a cute little dog with curly hair and white color like cotton. Yesterday Rose had just bought the poodle breed at the pet shop. Intrigued. That was all that drew Rose's desire to bring home the poodle named Cocomelo. "We've arrived." Rose prepared a special backpack to carry Cocomelo on her shoulders, so that when she first entered the infirmary Theo would not immediately meet her Cocomelo but Rose would show him. And in her hand, she carried the medium-sized box and walked into the hospital. Not just daring, but Rose had already ob
Coming back from the bathroom, Rose thought she would be faced with the same situation. She had warned against it by waiting longer in the humid room until some of the noises from outside faded away. But everything Rose had expected was not true. The blood seepage on the floor when she opened the door was gone. Verasco's subordinates... even Verasco himself was nowhere to be seen, in his husband's infirmary. All that was left was Lion waiting very quietly, arms folded across his chest as he watched Theo silently. "Are you still here, Lion? Where are the others?" asked Rose as her steps brushed the side of the blanket. "Mr. Verasco asked me to wait here, Miss." Lion's attention was finally diverted. Rose suspected that he had just returned from the police station and helped Verasco and Elijah to execute George. As for George's betrayal, perhaps it was a wake-up call for Verasco to be more intolerant of hidden intentions and whatever else might happen. "Where is my
"On the way home. Their story has a happy ending. Finished." Rose closed the 400 pages book and placed it on the nightstand. Reading sweet stories had become her routine in the past few days. Rose smiled slightly at her husband's face who was lying so quietly. This morning the breathing apparatus had just been removed indicating Theo's condition was getting better after the bloody spear incident. Luckily, they immediately brought Theo to get the right treatment. Theo had to undergo surgery three times. He had lost a lot of blood and needed transfusions as soon as possible. Rose remembered that some arguments happened between them regarding Theo who had very step blood, even Verasco was helpless about it. Just a Wench .... That's what Verasco said at that time with a trembling tone of voice. Like he was so regretful. Really regretful, until finally Travis suggested the few people who were still left in Italy to bring some bags of Theo's blood that were taken two
"She's very good at acting." Rose whispered softly in Bridgette's face who had only come into view after the play had started. There was no need for Rose to ask where the woman had been, she could guess what the couple sitting next to her had been up to from the slightly disheveled appearance a few moments ago. "Yes. No wonder she's the lead. She's very pretty tho." Rose nodded in agreement as Bridgette whispered along. The students who were drafted to act out the drama on the wedding stage were really good. Their pronunciation and intonation were perfect, especially when they were blocking. Rose remembered things like that that her father often commented on when watching street theater. Until this moment Rose had not found her father's whereabouts. Rose looked at Theo for a moment. Her husband was too focused on watching the theater play. The sharp gaze and tightly clenched lips were very hot. Rose wanted to touch Theo but was prevented by the arrival of the w
Who would have thought that the two weeks since that day would feel so short as Rose's busy journey came to an end. It all seemed to be over in an instant, until in the shade of a large, luxurious building she stood. Smiling at her handsome husband whose black hair had grown into a neatly combed bun. The thick eyebrows and gray eyes were a perfect combination, plus the hot touch of lips that sometimes returned her smile, and so whispered the naughty words that the man would later plan after the party was held. There should be nothing for Rose to worry about at this point. Just carrying out the last vestiges of the plan that would lead her to an intact family, then waiting to see how Theo would fight for their happiness together. But as long as she was there. Occasionally moving her feet regularly—back and forth in turns with her arms wrapped tightly around her husband's neck. Rose didn't find anyone who might still bear a faint resemblance to her parents among the a
"Who did you come with?" Rose felt a touch on the top of her head and immediately broke away from Bridgette's embrace. Xelle smiled at her and it seemed as if the man had just gotten home from work. The long blue shirt on the body was slightly ruffled with half of the buttons open, so the reddish marks on the skin of Xelle's chest were faintly revealed. Rose understood... she had just guessed wrong. "I think my arrival has interrupted your fun," she said, not directly answering Xelle's question, but at the same time Rose received a light pinch on the arm as well as Bridgette's 'shut up' gesture. "I'll take Rose inside. Don't forget to take a shower after this, Axe. You're very messy. And one more thing, tell Edward in an hour to pick up Oracle and Campel at school." Already Rose had taken a step towards where Bridgette was leading her, instantly she froze in place remembering Theo in the car. "I can't stay long, Bridgette. Theo's waiting for me." "