"Rose," Theo called out for a moment. He lifted his up and looked at his hands carefully. "I'm the person with a million sins," he said almost in a whisper. "You know, my hands are covered in blood, maybe that's the reason why I have to receive karma through Sean. The revenge he gave me in a crazy way worked, Rose. How disgusting, I touched his body, top to bottom. And the truth is, we're siblings." Theo ended the sentence by rubbing his head roughly until he looked down, not wanting to show his face. His actions provoked Rose to exhale a rough breath. Rose slowly approached, erasing the one-step distance between her and Theo's position. "Can I hug you?" asked Rose, who only got a brief nod as long as Theo was still looking down. There was no other purpose than wanting to hug Theo, except to calm him down. Rose smiled faintly as she climbed onto the blanket. Then pulled Theo's body into her arms. "Are you sure
Theo observed the steps away from his position. The closed door leaf had just left the mark of Rose's departure. Theo turned away, staring blankly at the wall for a moment. Then he moved downstairs, reaching for his cell phone that lay on the nightstand beside the blank. "Did you do what I asked?" Theo spoke as soon as the call connected with the man on the Italian sea. [I did, sir. I'll take it tomorrow morning.] His head nodded involuntarily after hearing Lion's voice. For a moment Theo turned to stare at the tightly closed door, to make sure Rose did not return unexpectedly. There was still one other task left for him to give to Lion and it was impossible for Rose to know, his plan could fail miserably. "Hold your trip for the next five days. The day after tomorrow I don't want to know, whether I can or not, my marriage with Rose must be registered with
"Bastard!" "You're someone's husband. Why didn't you tell me that from the start?!" All the flames of anger within Rose burst out. Thankfully, she knew that painful fact first before falling into the complexities with Theo, which would continue for who knows how long. The pain in Rose's heart really hurt her pride. Rose had never accepted a married man as a client. And now she had to regret a decision, which although made unwillingly, she had allowed her body to be enjoyed by a married man. Which was not part of Rose's bucket list. Theo had played, even lied to Rose knowingly. Didn't want to get married he said? Rose had foolishly been made to believe it. Thrown so high. However, when she fell, her body seemed to be scattered into small pieces. If only, Rose wished Theo never existed, never entered her life-perhaps Rose's feelings wouldn't be so hard to understand. What did Rose really feel? She didn't
"I'll show you who you are and what you do here." Theo took the opportunity to slip out his tongue as Rose winced at his actions. Theo's fingers moved freely through the summer dress Rose was currently wearing. "No, Theo. Don't touch me!" No matter how much Rose begged, Theo didn't care. His common sense was swallowed up by his burning desire. Theo removed the pants that were attached to his body. Earlier, before Rose came to create a riot between their relationship, he had changed from patient clothes to regular clothes. "I'll fuck you." Theo knew Rose was totally unprepared for him. The pussy was not yet wet. Even he could occasionally feel a small resistance from the embraced body. Without a second thought, Theo lifted Rose's hips up slightly and lowered them simultaneously as his waited below. The pressure wasn't enough to hold their bodies together. Theo had to push harder until another moan escaped Rose's
"Open the door, Rose. Let me in." Rose shook her head quickly. Thankfully, when she met Oracle to take her to the hospital. The child was still asleep at Marry's, not stuck with Rose in this condition. "Rose."Don't know how many times Theo called out. He knew Rose was just as stubborn. However, there was no harm in trying his luck. A stone that is constantly splashed with water will weather on its own-that's if Rose is a stone, not knowing that the woman is a bar of precious metal, maybe Theo should jump into the ravine to persuade her. "Rose, open the door." Theo knocked repeatedly on the door. Hoping that there was a glimmer of a chance to make Rose understand, he didn't have the slightest intention of putting Rose down as the woman thought. "Open the door, Rose. What should I fill your brain with to keep you from thinking bad thoughts, huh? Open the door!" There was no response. Theo was sure Rose was still th
Toronto, Canada. 8 P.M. Rose moved out of bed after realizing Oracle had just drifted off to sleep. Ever since the fight had passed, she had just stayed in bed doing nothing, despite the occasional pain like the one before she left Theo outside alone. It wasn't that she didn't care, but Rose didn't want to worry about what she would experience as long as the pain only came and went suddenly - not sustained for a long time. She thought, it's all because Theo didn't penetrate her, plus he was jerking her off very roughly. No, it wasn't. Rose shook her head vaguely, then lifted her foot to the bathroom. Perhaps a little soak with aroma therapy would calm her muddled mind. Still silent, once there Rose turned the water tap to fill the tub that had been left empty. Her slow movements spilled a few drops of essential oil. Then she switched, turning on the shower until the splashes touched her face.
"What are you doing in my room!" Lion didn't know what to say. His eyes kept falling on Rose's white bathrobe-clad body and wet hair that was still dripping water. "Close your eyes, Lion. What do you see?" Rose squeezed the part of the fabric that was a little low on the collar, showing a little part of the body that only one person had ever touched. "Sorry, Miss. I didn't mean to." Lion looked down deeply. He was a normal man. It was only natural that something, like what had just been presented, would attract him. "I'm just here to deliver this." Lion's arm stretched out, handing Theo a rectangular box that should have been placed near the exit. Lion had no choice. "From who? Theo?" Rose's lips thinned at Lion's nod. Theo still wanted to bother her or what? Rose was tired. Didn't want to deal with that bastard anymore. She wouldn't accept any gifts from Theo, especially not through someone else's intermediary.
"Why come out wearing this damn cloth?" Theo looked down to watch Rose's face closely. "You want to bait me?" he asked, at the same time making sure that he could actually go back to Italy without taking Rose along, which would probably be difficult. But he would try. Theo hissed as he tightened his arms around Rose. "You've got me hooked, Sugar. We can make love for a while here. How about it?" "Don't you dare!" A sharp gasp was the main reaction after hearing that ridiculous invitation. Rose quickly rebelled, separating herself from the reach of Theo who was staring at her. "Your brain is not right. What you did to me earlier still hurts. Now you're asking me to do it again!" Rose highlighted Theo's suddenly unreadable change in expression. Either showing dislike, or distrust. Let it go, Rose didn't really care. She just wanted the folder back. "Move aside." Passing by Theo who was still standing, Rose
"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." "
"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