A peck on the skin of the face spontaneously seduced Rose's lips to part slightly. The lingerie wrapped around her body was as dysfunctional as the dress that lay beneath her feet once Theo's fingers were immersed, so skillfully playing with hers—Rose had to swallow harshly. She couldn't say anything as she realized Theo had fully stripped her.
Rose gasped at the penetration that made her body tight underneath. Theo gripped her hips and thrust with a strong stomp. "I should have done this very roughly when you were drunk that time. But you like torturing me so much. I'm only halfway in and already passed out." Now Rose was sure Theo was really going to vent his delayed desire by deliberately suppressing his every move mercilessly. The thickened shaft sank deep, greeting the tip of her warm hole, then sending a storm of pleasure after each friction against her sensitive spot. More and more powerful blows urged Rose on as her body arched. Rose"Is that so?" "Can't leave my side?" Rose's nether-eyes twitched in alarm at the smirk that stood out on the line of those lips. It seemed she'd misspoken to provoke Theo to simply confirm and stare at her with burning desire. Rose tightened her grip in anticipation. Theo again showered her body lightly with feeling. A sip of tongue at the line of Rose's shoulder seduces her to look up. Rose's soul grew more arid when Theo turned off the shower, which left drop after drop on the marble. This was followed by a loosening of the embrace, as Rose had to stand facing Theo's thundering chest as he separated their body. Follow where Theo would lead her. Rose tried to neutralize the face that might have been growing faint. To be honest, there was an uncomfortable feeling that Rose had to endure while wearing nothing in Theo's presence during the time they spent together. Moreover, Theo was busy taking care of the bath up—pressing the taps, as well as pouring liquid
"Put me down, Theo," Rose pleaded cautiously. Theo twisted her body around each other. Theo's ashen gaze completely fogged Rose's vision. She felt how easily the man made her float. Each step carried her back to the water fountain there. The same thing happened when Theo pressed Rose's body against the shower wall. Both of Rose's arms were thrown back-she had no room but to take the pounding. However, it also takes Rose flying towards heaven. Rose's body took a step back as Theo embraced her, the man's pounding gradually deepened with a slight pause, then pressed again. "You never fail." A burst of warmth ran through Rose's body. She let Theo reach for the remnants of pleasure and the kisses that continued to nestle on the skin of the neck. The rumble of their breathing slowly subsided. Rose turned the shower knob. Cleansing herself from drop after drop of the thick liquid flowing down the foot well. "Going for a walk, Sugar?" Rose raised one ey
An hour into the flight Theo landed the helicopter on a plateau filled with medium-sized rocks, like dried lava. Rose thought they'd stay in the air, but she loved how she had to sit next to Theo with her feet dangling above the surface of the ocean far from her position. The crater of Haleakala. Rose could call it that. She and Theo were on the highest peak of the 'house of the sun'. The place that had the best vantage point to watch the sun rise and set with its temptingly bright colors. It was indeed a compulsion for Theo when Rose didn't want to move anywhere, or simply go back to his private island. However, it was backed up by an interesting story Theo had told her a few minutes ago. A legend of the goddess Hina who once complained to her son, Maui, that the sun was crossing the sky too quickly. Then in the morning Maui climbed to the top of Haleakala. Snared the sun and made it agree to move more slowly across the sky. Rose felt she should have w
"Did you see that? Beautiful." Rose hardly ever spent her time witnessing something like this. It was impossible to deny that she was delighted amidst colors that resembled a spectrum. She turned her attention to the side, but found Theo still staring at her intently. "Where are your eyes? I told you to look at the sky, not at me," Rose protested, cupping Theo's face to turn it forward. The position didn't last long. Theo pulled away, smiling with a seductive wink as the two exchanged glances. "I don't see anything. There's only one beautiful one. Here, the blonde one here." Wait until Rose lost her patience reserves, then Theo would be knocked to the ground. The man ruffled the top of her head relentlessly, and the wind picked up in favor of Theo's actions. "If my hair is unruly tangled. You'll be in charge of fixing it!" Rose held back a wildly moving arm. She didn't have the heart to whisper in her head. No one would take her home if Theo fu
"I can't do it now." [But you've already agreed to my offer and accepted the payment.] "It's just a down payment. I can double it if you want." [I won't take my money back. A deal is a deal.] "You're asshole, I can't do that fucking shit right now." [I don't care. Finish our deal or it's going to get ugly.] In the darkness. The single space felt a chill creeping through Rose's body. She was still standing in place, hiding behind invisible visuals in order to digest the faint sounds of conversation creeping into her ears. For a few moments there was no response, only the ragged rush of breath that urged Rose to swallow hard. "Shit!" The angry tirade originated in one corner of the right—hand corner. The minimal light emanating from the monitor screen couldn't even bring Rose's feet close enough. If Theo knew where she was right now, that anger would only grow. Krak! Prang! The sound of breaking and objects hitting the wall w
"It's so unruly. Aren't you satisfied with the pleasure I'm giving you? What happy way do I want you to sit quietly in your place. Don't bother with anything I do!" The eyes who drew without the most aim was right on target. Rose did not move. However, she tried hard not to be under threat. "I-I actually woke up and saw you leaving the room." Finally a little more fluently Rose voiced the lie from the inside of her head. "It just so happens that our matter is not over yet. I want to know how you became a hitman?" Rose realized she was being too reckless. Not knowing where the fear had gone, the worst case scenario... Rose had to make up her mind. Before being cheated by self-doubt. "Please explain to me, Theo...." Rose just touched the broad chest before her. Forced to unravel by Theo's refusal. "I have nothing to explain. Just like I don't care about your past, then you shouldn't have to question my identity." "I am paid to kill. Are you afraid? Or sh
Back to the room and not going anywhere. Rose did everything Theo wanted, of course with the action of locking the door, letting herself sink into silence. Rose thought Theo would follow, at least apologizing for offending her. He didn't. That's not what happened. After last night's revelation. Rose found herself thinking even more about that sizzling voice, how Theo reminded Rose of who she was in the past. A prostitute married to a hitman, but also a rich man who had everything .... That's how it would have been, if Rose had deduced the truth from herself. She would be more aware that they are not compatible. For the time being Rose would keep the boundary between their statuses. Or maybe forever—she couldn't be sure she would stick to her decision. Many factors can change a person's mind. Rose was one of those who sometimes deviated from the side of consistency. She smiled wryly. Early in the morning the noise followed by Esmeralda's howls had traveled to eve
Lion's small smile was matched by Rose's thinning lips. "But I'm Theo's wife, I should have the right to know what he's doing," Rose said with a tone of protest. "Why don't you ask him directly?" She didn't expect Lion to ask a question. "Talking about the important matters of Theo's life, in front of him, is like asking me to shout at the wall. There's no point." Rose's statement received a burst of laughter. "It means you know master will never talk. So how could I possibly share your privacy with you, Miss?" "You can work with me," Rose whispered, closing the distance a little, just like a group of people gossiping. "No offense, Miss. I could get my head chopped off." Lion pulled Esmeralda's weighty body into his lap. "Want to hold it, miss?" he offered, bringing Esmeralda closer to Rose. "I don't want to. She looks like a wolf. I'm afraid of being bitten." Rose had refused, but Lion insisted on placing Esmeralda's paw on the back o
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." "
"This many invitations, who will be at our event?" Rose's attention was fixed on Theo and the concorde sheet of paper in his hand. Occasionally she turned back to confirm the existence of a stack of invitations arranged in tiers, some of which were in the trunk of the car with the rest sitting on the passenger seat. The golden color of almost all the invitation paper gave a luxurious impression, especially the embossed writing on the surface added an elegant side. Rose liked it when she was fingering the parts of the letters that popped out. It felt like she had just pampered her fingers. "Is your name right there?" But instead of answering Rose's question, Theo asked her that very thing. "It is." For a moment Rose returned her attention to the invitation paper. O'Douglas. Her eyes searched carefully for the name on the back. Rose had never been allowed to bear the title 'O'Douglas' for the rest of her life, but this time Rose had mad
Mesmerized. That was one of Theo's main reactions the first time Rose stepped out of the dressing room in a creamy white wedding dress like a romantic bride. An interesting conclusion emerged as Theo gazed at Rose as if she were a gentle woman with twists and turns... so beautiful and pure. The woman's sweet smile was something Theo never imagined he would have in full. Rose was absolutely stunning draped in a dress that began its beauty by leaving Rose's neck exposed in a transparent and elegant way. On the chest, the fabric that fit Rose's body was decorated with lace in the shape of spreading flowers and leaves accompanied by a sprinkling of sparkling crystals. From the hip line, the dress was in full bloom, but not beyond the slightest portion that Rose had to lift when stepping slowly. The curve in Rose's lips grew wider as she stared straight ahead. It was in those moments that Rose realized her husband was still silent without saying anything, as if he
After a flurry of activity with several dresses and eye-catching accessories. Rose's decision was then made to meet Theo in the office after parting ways with the woman who introduced herself as Alma as well as the woman's two beautiful secretaries, Evalina and Lindsey. The accidental encounter with Lion, whose fever was much better, was the moment when the man told Rose the whereabouts of Theo—who he said he had accidentally seen when Lion walked around several corners of the mansion just to add to the heat. The man wanted to sweat, but Rose's real business was with Theo. She didn't need to worry about anything else, except that her husband might be busy again. That was also what Lion had said before saying goodbye, which eventually led to Rose standing in front of Theo's study door... wondering if she should knock before entering. She didn't. Rose wouldn't do that once the door had been opened. A dimly lit room showed her husband there. Focused on his laptop, while Esmeralda