Beauty is pain.
-------------------------------- The tread of feet echoed through the silence. The faint sound of ragged breath, as if aiming at tools that are left to cool on their own. The screeching sound of the door signaled that the room was left empty again with hope. Theo with a cold, piercing gaze walked into the empty throne. A large figurine hung gracefully in the dim light. His desperate steps halted. His legs bent, he knelt before the large figurine, where a beautiful woman was perfectly depicted inside. "I'm sorry," Theo squeaked with his head bowed deeply. "I'm sorry I broke my promise to you. I did it, took away someone's purity," he continued as he shook his head slowly. "Dar..." Theo looked up, calling out the name that barely left his lips. "Why the silenRose stared at her reflection in the mirror. Every now and then she turned her head and found her Oracle already fast asleep. Rose felt guilty for revealing her little secret, which indirectly exposed the Oracle's identity to Xelle. Just because of one person, everything went wrong. Theo was indeed a disaster, the man's lies causing another conflict. Rose wouldn't have slapped Xelle if she had known Theo was lying to her. When she first heard, Rose didn't want to believe it. But the reality of the facts, where Theo had revealed the truth of the man's relationship with Sean in the past - doubted Rose to ignore Theo's statement. Rose had been played, she felt stupid remembering how Theo had moaned at her touch. Should Rose blame the reaction of a body that couldn't rebel? Or should she blame it all on Theo who has a different internal force than ordinary people? Rose felt like turning back time. Asking the universe not to bring her together with Theo at that time. Unfortunat
"I'll give him back after you serve me voluntarily, how about it?" A sharp glance was the reward. Theo shrugged feeling unencumbered. The choice was all Rose's. Agree or not Theo would still touch her. The remnants of pleasure still raged in his head, not yet forgotten how the combination of Rose's slime and warmth haunted her. "Open the door! I want out." Theo glanced sarcastically. The car then started at high speed. Oracle was already with Lion, he didn't need to worry about him. Just use Oracle as bait to catch fresh fish. "Stop! Where are you taking me?" Rose stared at Theo's gaze, the man didn't care about her at all. The road wasn't the way back to the apartment, it was more towards the city center. "You can't take me away as you please. I don't want to come!" Rose exclaimed unhappily. Her hands went into action, trying to take over the steering wheel. The position of the car, which was speeding in the middle of a crowd of other vehicles, triggered the excitemen
"Your child? I just fucked you. I dumped it inside, meaning our conception happened later." That statement slapped some sense into Rose's head. Why hadn't it occurred to her that Theo's seed could have developed into a fetus. Rose didn't want to carry that man's flesh and blood. She had to do something before it was too late. Rose's eyes moved wildly reading the situation. She made a lunging movement when Theo looked unfocused. A chance to escape. Rose brought her feet to the hotel room floor, sprinting towards the doorway. She felt like swearing when the door wouldn't open. Her attempts to force her way out elicited a cold laugh from the side of the bed. There was no jingling, but the turning motion of the key in Theo's hand tempted Rose to come closer. Her feet were unconsciously carried towards the predator, who was silently preparing his pouncing tactics. Rose s
I’ll make you safe, no matter where you are. -------------------------------- "Are you sure you want to do that again, sir?" Lion received only a nod after repeatedly confirming his master's decision. If that was the case, he was sure Theo's will was inviolable. "What if the great master finds out about this, sir? He'll be furious to see you rehashing past activities. You shouldn't need money for that." "Don't tell him this. You know my abnormal desires. I don't kill for money." Theo ended his sentence by raising his weapon, rechecking the ammunition that had just been loaded. Arriving in Italy. He entered the room where he used to operate. There were so many obsolete weapons that had been left neglected since Dara's departure. Now Theo had to restart something that was forced to end. Gun in hand, he stepped up to the round table. A cold, condemning atmosphere pervaded every corner of the room. Theo stared at the laptop monitor screen that showed several green dots, on
"I have nothing to do with you. Let go! Go away and leave me alone." Rose struggled violently, trying to pull back her hand that was still in his grasp. Bouldog's ruthless face really gave her no appetite for life, just as Theo's kind of human created a sense of unease every time she breathed. "What did you buy the pessary for?" "I've been seeing you with an asshole a lot lately. Did you give him the treasure that should have been mine?" Bouldog asked again. This time his gaze was probing. "If so, so what? It's none of your business. Let me go." Rose should not have told Bouldog the truth. The man's face turned vile. He had sworn on Binari's death-that he would take Rose after his sister, if what he wanted all along did not happen. If Rose wasn't his, no other man could have her. That vow was already pinned on the grave of the sister who left him first. Bouldog tightened his grip on Rose.
If I could turn back the time. I would put you first in my life. Hoping the story will twist once again. ________________________ Again and again Theo took a sip of tequila from the same glass. He stared out the window, watching the half-dark sky restlessly. Theo shook his head faintly, trying to get rid of the bad thoughts and uneasy feeling that kept coming over him - ever since his heart kept calling Rose's name. For what reason, Theo didn't understand. Indeed, he was going to punish Rose again after what that woman had done. It should have been two days after his dark work was completed. But the chaotic feeling that tore away most of him indifference, led Theo to obey his heart. After returning from the place where the gun casings were shot. Theo took a quick flight on a private jet to Canada. From Italy, it took him approximately eight hours to arrive, just as the sun was beginning to rise
Theo growled in annoyance as the woman just flinched. His eyes moved wildly across the table. There was nothing that Theo found, making his temper flare. Theo's hand clenched into a fist, pounding on the table. "I say again, give me what I need. OTG, flash drive, usb cable, anything give it to me. Hurry up, damn it!" cursed Theo. His hunch told him Rose was in danger. Theo was sure the blood out there belonged to Rose, who had been harmed at the hands of someone. He wouldn't let it go on for long, no one was allowed to hurt Rose but him. Rose was a new toy, which only Theo could destroy. "Stupid woman!" Theo moved to his feet. His action inevitably forced the female cashier to go and get the usb cable that was used by her coworkers in turn. Her hand trembled as she handed the cable to Theo. She flinched slightly as Theo snatched it from her hand. Theo's orderly movements attached the usb head to the CPU.
Theo turned his face focused forward. He ignored the blood that began to seep. Instead, his injured arm was forced to move to reach for the cell phone in his jacket pocket. Theo needed a clue that would lead him to the river, where the strange car had stopped, the Humber River area. The motorcycle sped along the city traffic. Theo turned as directed by the cell phone to a place that would give him a reality check. He stopped in the vicinity of a small field. The waters of the river momentarily caught his attention. Theo continued to look around, there was nothing to be found on land. He got down and slowly walked along the bridge that attracted his curious side. Theo's steps stopped as his eyes accidentally caught traces of blood again. He continued to follow the seepage until it led him to the edge of the bridge. A little suspicious, he looked at the stretch of river intently. The blood trail disappeared at a point where it shouldn't
"Damn old fart!" Zever's silence was short-lived. The next Theo was back in the picture. The man's anger was unusually explosive. He slashed at anyone nearby once, then lunged at Verasco mercilessly. A lunge that sent Verasco toppling backwards to hang from the second floor railing. "Great lord!" called Lion loudly. Everything had happened. Verasco's position was under great threat while Rose stared at Theo in disbelief. "What are you doing?" She asked incredulously. Thankfully, Verasco was still able to defend himself. However, Theo's cold streak didn't exactly care as he waltzed away towards Dara's room. The last point Rose found her husband disappeared, then turned to where Lion was trying to pull Verasco's arm to crawl up. "Let me help," Rose said shakily, offering to help. She and Lion struggled together. Little by little, they dragged Verasco to get the right accuracy to place his feet between the holes. One or two counts of them strugglin
The first time she opened the door to the main room, Rose's eyes were fixed to the west, noticing Theo and Verasco facing each other along the second floor line. No wonder Verasco's voice was booming as he searched for Lion. The man who was also there, bowed down next to Theo's body and said absolutely nothing. Rose closed the frame quite carefully. Keeping her distance from her husband. She was grateful that Theo was still in control of the body, though not with Verasco who seemed to be growing increasingly displeased. Anger was thick in Verasco's gray bead. The worst part hurt in Rose's mind when the middle-aged man spoke up. Not knowing how Theo heard it, Rose took a step faster. "You ignorant bastard. You should have gotten out of my son's body!" Verasco said angrily again. Theo's defiant stance was relaxed in the face of his father, as if it didn't matter what Verasco said. However, Rose knew very well what Theo was like inside. She quickly grabbed one
"Miscarriage... again, Rose?" Theo's question was full of disappointment. Not wanting to get carried away made Rose immediately tighten her embrace, but it seemed like Theo had the full power to separate himself from her reach. The ash gaze was sharp, demanding Rose without a word being spoken. She didn't know what Theo was thinking as he silently stared at her. Rose hesitated, not brave enough to cup the hard clenching of her jaw. Was Theo angry? Was Theo going to lay the blame on her? Rose was still wondering... her lips slowly moved to say something. "Theo—" Rose's words were stuck in the back of her throat. She was staring at the eyes that were repeatedly blinking. Theo hissed like he was suppressing something. Theo's gaze changed frequently. One moment Rose seemed to find Zever there. Soon she knew Theo was playing his part. "Theo." Rose called softly. Hoping Theo would survive, then be lost by Zever's lingering presence. At first Rose was s
Sugar. A special call from one person for her. Rose blinked quickly just to fully digest the chaotic situation a few moments ago if Theo was really back. Breaking away slightly Rose scrutinized the ash bead deeply. There was another flash that set Zever and Theo's ways apart when the two men locked eyes. Theo was with her, and instantly the euphoria in Rose's chest exploded. She'd been waiting for moments like this, never letting go of the man she'd been with a second time. "You've gone too far!" said Rose almost inaudibly. She rushed in and hugged Theo tightly. Truly venting all the pent-up feelings that had almost perforated Rose's madness. What could Theo say now to calm Rose down. The hollow of Theo's neck became the target of Rose's longing—0sniffing activities, even though since yesterday she had met the same body. "You make me claustrophobic, Sugar." Theo's baritone voice whispered softly, but those arms also wrapped warmly around Rose's small b
It was quiet there without the usual Lion feeding the husky. Rose's steps came to a halt just as Esmeralda howled and yipped in greeting from inside the cage. For a moment Rose examined the small bowl in the corner. It looked like she'd made a mistake, because the feed was scattered from Esmeralda's meal. "Your Papa Lion just left, huh?" asked Rose, unlocking the cage and letting Esmeralda out. "Come here, Esme. I'll take you to meet your new husband." It wasn't hard for Rose to lead the husky to the main room. When she opened the door, Zever just happened to come out from behind the door. The towel wrapped around the man's hips was sexy with beads running down the surface of his chest, creeping up to the base of his stomach and disappearing behind the absorbent fabric. Rose's smile was briefly directed at Zever. She was paying too much attention to Esmeralda's portion of the reaction to realize Zever was having a panic attack, which brings on intense fear or anxie
Rose winced, wanting to stretch her entire spine. Her movements were restrained by the known position of resting one's face on the top of one's chest. Last night they hadn't slept like that, but Rose didn't want to worry about how the density of her and the man's little snores could be so perfect for each other. Rose slowly looked up to trace her husband's closed face. She wanted to guess who she might be addressing if those gray eyes were open. Would it be Theo, or Zever .... Rose wished Theo would show up, at least there were still many problems they had to solve together. Between the misunderstanding, which probably still made Theo think the man had killed her parents. And about tattoos to some empty puzzles that must be put together. Only Theo, because Rose was sure Zever had her doubts about him until the truth was that Zever didn't know anything about all the conflicts during Theo's takeover. Rose's fingers played carelessly over the surface of the chest stu
"Is he asleep?" muttered Rose as she entered the room, only to find Zever curled up on his side of the bed. Carefully Rose padded then crawled slowly upstairs. Approaching her husband who was either asleep or not. As Rose remembered Zever wearing thick and long clothes, her forehead knitted in wonder as the blanket was realized to be wrapped almost completely around the man's body. Rose also positioned herself sideways with one arm for support. Gradually her fingers reached out to touch Zever's forehead to make sure the man beside her was at a normal temperature. And it seemed that Zever was indeed fine, or Rose should have made sure that the man was shirtless. It wasn't Theo's habit to sleep without a single thread covering his upper body. Rose's short sigh brought the thick fabric halfway down Zever's legs. Her husband's clothes were intact. Perhaps it was one of Theo's contradictory forms. Rose really had to hold herself still. Her attention was suddenl
Rose's fingers hesitantly touched the doorframe of the main room. The time spent calming down and accepting reality in its entirety and clarity had ended since she had decided to go back to see Zever. This time Rose had to get used to the call. It wasn't Theo she was dealing with, although Rose would have liked to have had a face-to-face meeting with that person. Rose misses Theo. However, reality seemed to bring the two together. Rose didn't know how Zever was, whether the man could accept the fact that 'he' was a married man. Zever was quiet and didn't talk much. That's what Lion said when Rose had a confiding session that happened to briefly borrow Lion's chest just to make sure what the reaction to the tattoo on her arm was like. Nothing. Rose found nothing glittering there, and began to assume and even understand that it was only towards Theo/Zever that the tattoo would reveal itself. And again Rose remembered Lion's words. 'I have more
"Morning, sir." Travis smiled slightly as his prediction was correct. Theo realized... there was a quizzical look on his face. "Why are you calling me that?" The curl on Travis' lips disappeared in an instant, then he looked at Rose more deeply as if rethinking the woman's statement just now. "What do you feel, sir?" Travis instead took demanding action. He preferred to wait for the right time to provoke Theo to reveal the truth himself. It was possible that Travis already knew one thing. "I'm fine. Just feeling a little uncomfortable." Theo struggled to get up, occasionally clutching his temples as Travis struggled to lean against the headboard. "Who is she?" The question pulled Travis silent for a few seconds. Rose, on the other hand, patiently endured the pain that rushed through her. Travis's breath finally came out half-roughly. "She's Rose. Your wife, Mr. T—Mr. Zever." Realizing he was dealing with a different person. Travis i