Everyone was focused, no one would have guessed that Rose was trying hard to make sense of the situation. Oracle had been taken with Edward, while Bridgette... Rose couldn't even describe the decision the woman had made. She tried to get up, fighting the pain under her stomach when her spine had to be stretched.
"Move aside." Xelle's deep, hoarse voice was freezing cold. Bridgette was stared at sharply. One touch from Xelle managed to remove Bridgette's existence as a separator. Bugh! A hard punch landed on the bruise on Theo's face. "If anything happens to Rose, your life is at stake. And you almost ruined her life. Where was your promise back then!" Xelle's anger was overwhelming as Theo's silence seemed to confirm the truth. "Nonsense. I won't let Rose be with you or she'll forever be in danger." Each of Xelle's blows nearly shattered Theo's face. Negative emotions took over everythiBang! A single missile burst from close range. The bullet tore through the flesh until blood oozed out. Theo stood still, letting the hot lead lodge in his arm. Calculating Xelle's movements, he threw the firearm on the sofa and pulled Rose closer. "Give me your hand." The man said coldly. Grabbed the finger embedded in a ring with three tanzanite gems. Theo's blood bubbled like a waterfall, falling in a cascade, which Xelle used to join Rose's palm there. The entire surface is immaculate, now consumed by the color of red and its inherent rancor. The blue and purple mixture of the gemstone changes as it comes into contact with the thick liquid of the wounded man. Slowly, the ring loosens. Rose stared at Theo's face for a moment, not understanding why this was happening. All this time the way Rose had been questioning, was finally answered. "Don't take Rose away." Theo's one phrase was he
Theo's whisper was an agonizing sound. It was like Rose had plunged herself into a hole she could never climb out of. Going back to Theo was tempting, but pulling out was impossible. Everything was already done. The peck on the top of her head, Rose called part of the romanticization of the situation, and the one that killed both common sense and feelings. "We're going to the room now." Theo suddenly lifted Rose's body, carrying her into the main room. Completely ignoring the presence of the others. Unlike Rose, who was looking for any excuse to show her face. "Go." Her lips uttered that one word silently. It was not Rose's intention to drive him away. For now she did not want Theo and Xelle in the same room together. Little things could be made big by the attitude of these two. Rose let out a rough breath. The door to the room was locked. She couldn't s
"What did you and Travis talk about?" Rose felt like she was being talked to and wanted to know what Theo was talking about which made Theo look different. It was a really deep expression that Rose had never seen before. "Nothing. I was just asking Travis about some things you can't interfere with." "Things I can't interfere with?" Rose repeated Theo's statement with a surprised frown. She was sure she was intimately involved with the Italian topic. But Rose couldn't force Theo. The man was very introverted at the moment. "Go to bed, Sugar. You need to rest." "I just woke up earlier." "Really?" Theo's soft chuckle pretended to ask her. Rose savored every touch the man gave her. "Don't want to be taken away, okay?" There was a shock that Rose couldn't neutralize. One minute Theo was being far from what she expected. One minute he was pointing out something Rose couldn't quite put her finger on. Everything Theo was
Rose's attention turned to the email displaying the document attachment. Rose was sure that Aiden had compiled George's data in 'pdf' format, and then sent the file to her. The download was successful, which Rose proceeded to open the soft document using an additional application.Some of the information about George was organized starting from the most mundane things. However, no matter how deep Rose delved into the facts that were laid out before her eyes. It was still George... a single name that Rose found quite difficult to believe. A name with no additions or extensions certainly didn't make the search any easier for Rose. She paid attention to George's address which was also not clearly written. It was only hinted that he lived in Northern Italy, Lombardia to be precise, a region between the Alps and the Po valley.Rose remembers once traveling alone in a place that was of course still within the same region. Back then... the public park she went to had caused a
"Rose." A voice call sent a suggestion pausing Rose's actions as she almost stepped on the first step. Rose turned around. Startled by Xelle's presence looming not far from her position. "I have something to say." Still in the same place, the man made a gesture that Rose understood well. She already wanted to come over. Instead, Theo's grip was tight with his gaze was cold. "Just a moment," Rose said. Trying to pull her own wrist free. "He's going to take you away from me." A sharp, hissing, swinging tone crept into Rose's auditory senses. "That's not possible. Let go, Theo. I'm going to see Axe for a minute." Many times over the grip gave Rose pain. Numbness began to run through the veins of her hands. "Theo!" moaned Rose in half exasperation. "I don't believe you. What guarantee is there that you won't lie to me?" There was no way Rose was going to make that head blister. Theo really couldn'
"I-I can protect myself, Axe. You don't have to go to all this trouble." "If it's true. You won't have anything bad happen. I don't know why you had to fall into that bastard's hands. If I wasn't madly in love with Bridgette. I would have made you my wife." Xelle's statement amazingly made Rose pause, then laugh following the deep, husky voice that broke the awkward situation between the two. "Bridgette is very lucky to have your love." Rose stopped the sentence for a moment. Tracing each of Xelle's expressions, not missing the attention to the hazel and ash color of each iris before her. "But you're serious about not betraying Bridgette, right?" asked Rose thoughtfully, simply interfering in Xelle and Bridgette's domestic affairs. "Nah. She just misunderstood. Women and their pregn
Half an hour of forced speed amidst the hustle and bustle of vehicles didn't make Xelle arrive on time. He swore repeatedly at the apartment door. Bridgette was one step ahead of him and had probably already met someone inside. "You were looking for me?" A soft voice carried right behind Xelle. The towering body turned to find Bridgette folding her arms across her chest. "Why are you here?" There was relief laced in the heterochromia eyes Bridgette found. It should have been from the first time until she barged inside. However, Bridgette took into account Xelle's steps which turned out to be true following. Bridgette's loose arm dangled at the side of the body. "I just wanted to see what kind of surprise my husband would give me." Bridgette shrugged indifferently. Her flat face passed Xelle and reached for the apartment door grill.
Rose's mind wandered over the piece of paper—the sonography results of a recent pregnancy. Her fragile heart was forced to fight... to revive something that had dimmed. Rose's fingers slowly rubbed the thermal material in front of her. Neither a bitter smile nor an acquiescence lingered on Rose's face. She felt so empty. There was no completeness that could bring Rose out of the abyss. She didn't know when the pain would subside. Little by little Rose began to learn to let go when it was not right to hold on to something that did not belong to her. "Sugar." Rose gasped, staring at the hotel room door. Theo's head was half raised and his bruised face half visible. Reflexively Rose quickly hid the black and white picture behind her body. Taking a straighter position on the back of the bed. "I brought you some fruit ice." Rose slowly shifted to give Theo room to sit near her. Rose's attention was drawn to
Rose's breath roared as she waited for the situation to allow them to scramble to the surface. "I'm not asking you to touch my stuff." Theo's growl jerked Rose to lift her face slightly. Rose got a free space once Theo broke away. The two sat facing each other under the long table. "Shall I smoke you, Sugar?" Sugar .... The call was in stark contrast to Theo's hissing sarcastic tone. Rose placed the gun in a tight grip right in front of her husband. Avoiding the possibility that Theo might do something bad. "I didn't know the bullets were real," Rose whispered, not trying to defend herself. Like the dozens of bullets Theo had spewed from the firearm the man had used. Rose thought the gun lying on the utensil had similar ammunition. She chose to take the shot herself and ended up with a glare that still held her close. "One more time you touch my gun without permission, I'll cut your fingers off."
Bang! The sound of a gunshot rang out after Rose caught up with Theo in the training room. The first time she set foot she found a navy blue coat lying on its side, almost slumped over the foot of the sofa. Rose clucked as she tidied it up and positioned it in a better spot. Theo's broad shoulders never escaped her gaze. The remaining white shirt wrapped around his sexy body. Rose leaned back with her arms folded across her chest. Bang! Another shot hit its mark. Theo was too skilled for anything related to the current activity. Shooting was the most common habit, or actually Theo's life would never be free from such things. Like some of the events that had ended. Rose recalled Theo's statement to the line a while ago, 'killing for pay.' She both needed Theo and worried. Theo is important to help her get revenge. However, Rose was well aware that being a contract killer was not easy. At any time Theo could be harmed, including enemies—enemies who would n
"Oracle. He was afraid, didn't even want to see me." Silence to understand. Rose tried to piece together the tangled threads, which were tangled without end. The main objects started from the octopus doll to other toys, which Rose slowly understood. "You went to see Oracle, is that it?" asked Rose carefully keeping her tone. Theo's faint nod provoked the next sentence to hang on the edge of her throat. "So you bought all these toys for Oracle?" Rose confirmed once more. "Yes. And this is for the little cuties. But they all refused. Wouldn't accept my gifts." Octopus doll for Acampeliaz .... No wonder it's so special, Rose wondered. "Leave it to me. I will give these toys and dolls to Oracle and Campel." Rose had her hands up, perhaps Theo would immediately hand over all the small objects. However, what happened instead was that Theo arranged a set of robots from the 'marvel' series, including a s
"Let go, Dad, I'm going home." "The people here are sickening! I don't like it." The attachment continued for Mr. Alejandro. He had to accept the fate of the mess he himself had created. It's all affecting his daughter. The poor woman who must endure the pain of revenge and mutual destruction. Mr. Alejandro was looking for the wrong opponent, not understanding the things he was ignoring. He should have started the war when Bouldog died. But the desire to possess Theo overcame everything. He never thought that Theo would be the most difficult to conquer. One time he acted, multiple times he was attacked in silence. That ingenuity was what he had dreamed of. Unluckily, Mr. Alejandro was unlikely to be ambitious again. While his daughter had been destroyed. Mr. Alejandro waited for the right time, at least until Elsesa—Elsa could compensate for the woman's mental and physical state after being hit simultaneously. "Calm your
Rose had to admit that Theo was quite different by remaining silent when their position was intact. The last sentence from her was ignored, the man was busy sniffing Rose's body scent. Deeply nuzzling the surface of her flat stomach. "Take a shower." Rose played with the black hair warmly. She smiled as Theo looked up at her. "Take a bath with me?" The ash bead drowned Rose deep in the warm ocean. She pursed her lips as she pulled Theo's facial skin wide to the side. "I'm old enough to bathe by myself. Hurry up...." A faint shake of Rose's head brought her to fall on her back on the bed. Theo's thirsty face and the man's large fingers began to dig into a t-shirt depicting a black bear, just like Theo who was currently resting on top of her. "I told you to take a shower, Theo. Not—" Rose was silenced by the tongue thrusting into her mouth. The sound of a wet sniffle trails off—a greeting of desire igni
Slowly Rose's eyelids slipped from their valves. The same Theo stared, silhouetted against each other in the mirror—Rose was lost in the seduction of the locking gray bead. "I was thinking of Oracle. He knows I don't like wearing earrings. Deliberately gifted me earrings so I'd wear them," Rose replied, successfully drawing one of Theo's eyebrows up high. "He's here, isn't he? Why don't you go straight to him." Theo's baritone voice whispered softly. Comparable to the smile on Rose's lips that curved again-this time briefly and too faintly. "He's back home ...." "Home?" Rose's body was slightly freed as Theo moved his face away from the crook of her neck. "Yes. Axe came to pick him up earlier." One step away she found Theo moving backwards. "Strange. Oracle came home because he was afraid of me, right? Did I hurt him too much?"Theo's quiet tone disturbed Rose's mind. She scrutinized the few times Theo's expre
Rose didn't care how the swaying bed jerked like a violent swinging shock. She maximized each powerful gallop like a giant crashing into the earth. Theo's body was a soft target for her feet. The man moaned in a submerged voice. Yet, also with pleasure... sometimes asking Rose to move from one spot to another. "Up again, Sugar. Up to the shoulders." Rose chuckled, still doing everything Theo wanted. One foot stomped even harder on her husband's hot, sexy shoulders. "That's it," Rose said. One leap ended the earthquake on the surface of Theo's body. She flung herself down beside the sleeping man. "You said you will give me back my gift box!" "I need to know. Who gave you the gift?" "Oracle. Here, give it back quickly." Rose's arms extended to pull the red velvet box in Theo's grasp. Their positions were in sync, both using their arms as a fulcrum to lift their chests. "Let me open it." Theo's large fingers separa
"No, you don't. You had your fill of acting like a baby last night." Rose ruffled the remaining strands of hair that still dangled over half of Theo's face. She looked down, searching for the most comfortable spot to strike. "Ouh, Sugar ...." A contrived hiss. Rose knew that no matter how much she clenched her teeth, it wouldn't give Theo much leverage. "Let go. I have to meet, Axe." "You son of bitch. I hope you don't leave before I get back." The chances of escape were slim in the conditions Rose had to face. She wasn't going to waste it, deliberately hunting her nimble footsteps leaving Theo alone lost on the bed. Rose reached for the doorframe. The hinges clicked after she positioned herself facing the man who had been calling impatiently. "You're taking so long." The stifled protest from the owner of the deep, raspy voice uploaded a barely perceptible smile on Rose's lips. "Sorry, Axe. I h
"Open your eyes, Theo." The throbbing was still as loud as it had been the first time Theo had spoken. Rose's heart and head were fighting each other. Each fighting for the space that overlapped the boundaries she had created for herself. In between came a strange feeling, which Rose could not organize into a symphony. She was a jumbled mess of randomness. Should have reconsidered Xelle's sentence a moment ago, was it true that Rose was trying to stay with someone who made her get lost in her own feelings? .... No, she wasn't. Rose didn't want to be confused by all that reality. As far as possible, she separated the things that shouldn't be lodged in the deepest corner of her heart. Towards a kind of choice which is the most appropriate to win Rose's sanity. She didn't want to be conquered. "Wake up. Get up, Theo!" Rose squeezed the clay muscles in her husband's arm. Turning the curled up body to face the ceiling of the main room. "T