"Why are you taking me back to your mansion?"
Along the way Rose had been plagued with confusion. Her question was only asked when the car was parked in the grounds of a large, towering building. "He's inside." Briefly. Theo opened the car door taking Rose with him. Instead of entering the main gate, they went to the right wing where a door opened that led them into a dark hallway. "Where are we going, Theo?" asked Rose, squeezing tightly the fingers that were joined and clasped between her knuckles. "The basement." It came as a surprise to Rose, as she had never known such a room existed while living with her husband. "How come George is here?" "I commissioned Lion to get him while you were unconscious." So .... Rose wanted to speak up again, but in front of her was the helplessness of George Keneddy who had been completely paralyzed. Rose glanced at Theo as the man knelt beside George Keneddy. The gag forcibly pulled aw"You're just going to waste your time here. There's no point. Now we'd better go." So worthless in Theo's eyes. He didn't know that Rose had spent most of her life searching. Just because of one man's point of view in an instant all Rose's struggles were gone. Theo had destroyed all the hard work that had been fruitless until this moment. Without George Keneddy where should Rose start again. Rose's position is no longer what it was before she knew Theo. Just as Canada and Italy contained different stories. "What are you waiting for, Sugar. Let's go." Rose brushed away the fingers that almost touched her arm. She looked down deeply followed by lips that thinned uneasily. She did her best not to spit out the water that was racing down her memory lane, making her eyes glaze over. "You have no idea what kind of effort I've put in just for this one person. Sacrificing everything. My time and thoughts, even my pride." Rose's tone was
"I'm a widower. I can't stand not touching a woman like you," Theo said half-frustratedly, earning a glare from Rose in front of him. Indeed, after touching the woman's body twice—after almost three months of being a 'gay'. Apparently it made Theo addicted. Rose's thrusts and moans under his control were like a lifeless opiate, always there and never gone."I want you to be my sugar baby," he continued, now dominant. To hell with how and who Magdalena was. They would divorce when she woke up from her coma. It's her own fault, who told her to choose another man and have an affair, even demonizing Theo in front of his mistress.Theo's focus at the moment was only on getting the attention of Rose, a beautiful woman who had once been a rival for Sean's love. Theo still remembers how beautiful Rose's body is, which seems to have a magic magnet—able to provoke his own rise. Whereas the last time he wanted to touch the woman out there, the challenging nipples in front couldn't make him stiff
"Send all the evidence to my desk!""I don't want to know. Do it now. Send all the evidence of Magdalena's infidelity today!""Don't you have ears?"The irritated voice came from the hot and sexy lips of the tall and powerful man who was massaging his strong forehead. He had repeatedly denied the infidelity scandal of the woman he loved. However, reality hit him again and again. The wife he adored was nothing but a woman who was easily seduced by wealth, throne, and power. Clearly, her husband, Theodore Witson, was also very powerful. What else is missing?Time?Theo always makes time in the midst of his busy schedule for his wife who has chosen a man out there, a man who is none other than a career-boosting boss and owner of Laboris Studio. His wife, Magdalena, is a model who has just started her career in entertainment, no wonder why she fell into the love trap of the studio owner, Labori Orchestra. So much so that she betrayed her faithful heart."If there's no proof of the affa
"I will never let you divorce me. You can't do that to me, T!"As if she couldn't take it, Magdalena with all the frustration exploding in her immediately chased Theo's steps who began to move away towards the car park.Magdalena growled in annoyance as she took off her heels and ran to her own car. The woman who currently looked miserable immediately started the engine and ran the car at full speed once she realized her husband was far away.Magdalena was not willing to let her relationship with Theo end in one night, after what she had worked so hard for. Being able to have Theo in body and soul was a complication that she could finally face.Deep down, Magdalena still loves Theo. She is not willing to let any woman out there take his place. Theo is one of the million men who is not easy to conquer, it takes extra sacrifice and Magdalena doesn't want it to be wasted.Damn, why is Magdalena so much more tempted by her existence in the entertainment scene that the carcass of her affai
"Damn it!" cursed Theo harshly.Returning from the nightclub his brain was almost on fire. Theo hated to admit that a hired woman, stripping down to her bare breasts in front of him, didn't turn him on at all. The passion for his biological needs had been drowned out by the memory of Magdalena's infidelity. His wife is currently in an indefinite coma. This made him unable to file for divorce from Magdalena until she woke up from her coma.Theo looked around. He didn't know why his own didn't stir as a pair of hard-defiant nipples teased him, to no effect at all, as if his wife's betrayal had been so deeply imprinted that all women were traumatized figures.What should Theo do now?Theo needed something of greater size, something that could take him to the pinnacle of his real life. Not the disappointing part, but the fun part.Unfortunately, all of that crumbles away with the passion for one woman buried deep. Should Theo try something new? He don't know, let time tell.Theo just need
"You chose me to serve you tonight. You know how I work, don't you, sir?"Rose in her matching red dress walked over to the client who was currently staring at her hungrily. What man could miss the sight of such a beautiful woman in front of them? No one.That's what a mature man—over 35 years old0—did, after the nightclub owner brought Rose to him, the prima donna who was always chosen to serve VVIP guests. By now they were already in the room after going through some procedures and signing the employment contract. The important point is that there is no physical contact between flesh and flesh. Rose will only carry out her duties according to the principles she has held since entering the nightlife, blow jobs.If any client violated the agreement, Rose would not hesitate to break their jaw. The beautiful woman was not only sweet but she could also take good care of herself and that was the reason why Rose dared to peg her decision to not let men touch an inch of her body."I know,
Being a lover who hardly ever enjoyed Sean's company, made Rose enthusiastic to the point that some of the guests around her looked at the woman strangely. Rose could only grin in front of Sean holding back the embarrassment that was currently reaching the top of her head."Sorry," Rose said a little misbehaved being noticed like that by people.Then she and Sean refocused themselves on the banquet ahead. After finishing, they immediately left the restaurant by continuing the journey to the place that Sean asked Rose.And Rose chose CN Tower as their destination. It seemed like it would be great to see the beautiful view of the city of Toronto, Canada, at night with the lights shining from a height of 436 m or about 1,430 feet. It's not often that Rose gets an opportunity like this. She wasn't going to waste it. Sean was a busy man, hard to meet."Come on, we have to get on the elevator quickly, there will be a line."So excited Rose pulled Sean's hand into a squ
"How could you fool me, Sean."Theo stared intently at Sean's blue bead once they were in the same room together. Theo had been following Sean wherever he went, including when Sean took Rose back to the apartment.Theo wanted to ask for an explanation as to what Sean meant by cheating on him, even though the man himself offered to be the cure for Theo's pain towards Magda. But it was Sean who lit the fuse to hurt his feelings."You know I don't like traitors," Theo continued as Sean only silently looked at him with an unreadable look."I never betrayed you, T. Rose was the victim of our relationship.""Fuck you, Sean. How long has your relationship with that woman been?""One year."F*ck!Theo cursed knowing the truth. Sean was too much, how could he play with the relationship between the three of them like this. Theo knew very well how it felt to be betrayed, Rose would be very disappointed if she found out what her lover had done."Yesterday you demonized Magda, now you are not much
"You're just going to waste your time here. There's no point. Now we'd better go." So worthless in Theo's eyes. He didn't know that Rose had spent most of her life searching. Just because of one man's point of view in an instant all Rose's struggles were gone. Theo had destroyed all the hard work that had been fruitless until this moment. Without George Keneddy where should Rose start again. Rose's position is no longer what it was before she knew Theo. Just as Canada and Italy contained different stories. "What are you waiting for, Sugar. Let's go." Rose brushed away the fingers that almost touched her arm. She looked down deeply followed by lips that thinned uneasily. She did her best not to spit out the water that was racing down her memory lane, making her eyes glaze over. "You have no idea what kind of effort I've put in just for this one person. Sacrificing everything. My time and thoughts, even my pride." Rose's tone was
"Why are you taking me back to your mansion?" Along the way Rose had been plagued with confusion. Her question was only asked when the car was parked in the grounds of a large, towering building. "He's inside." Briefly. Theo opened the car door taking Rose with him. Instead of entering the main gate, they went to the right wing where a door opened that led them into a dark hallway. "Where are we going, Theo?" asked Rose, squeezing tightly the fingers that were joined and clasped between her knuckles. "The basement." It came as a surprise to Rose, as she had never known such a room existed while living with her husband. "How come George is here?" "I commissioned Lion to get him while you were unconscious." So .... Rose wanted to speak up again, but in front of her was the helplessness of George Keneddy who had been completely paralyzed. Rose glanced at Theo as the man knelt beside George Keneddy. The gag forcibly pulled aw
Theo was not foolish to attribute the qualified truth to the worst, and he chose not to know anything. Except this time George Keneddy's involvement seemed to reopen the case that Theo had deliberately suppressed. The murder and the tattoos Rose had mentioned. Especially the scalp tattoo that Theo had never seen. He began to think the two were connected. "So you sought me out to take the life of your parents' murderer?" Sharp and hissing, that was the kind of thing that made Rose have to hold her breath. For the sake of her sanity Rose couldn't stay silent, letting things get more complicated. "I want to meet George. Find out who the leader is and yes, you have to kill them for me." Rose's consistency was still the same. Slightly fiery said that wish while clutching the shirt tightly to her husband's chest. "What price will you offer?" She began to dare to negotiate. In front of Rose, Theo's eyebrows were raised high. "How much will I offer? Can I make i
"Don't let him go." Rose woke up to the rest of the painful memories, instantly paired with a pair of gray beads that struck her face sharply. She didn't know how Theo had come to rest on the arm of the sofa—not on top of her, but trapping Rose between a large body covered in a long shirt rolled up above the man's elbows. "Where's George? I have to get him!" Once Rose attempted to rise, she was confronted with the solid, firm surface of his chest as a shield. Rose's breath caught, running out of ways to deal with whatever she had to accept. Should Rose blame herself for the stupidity of letting George Keneddy get away without a sliver of hope that she could hold on to him. "I want to see George." Rose's brown eyes blinked for the umpteenth time. She wanted to go back in time to just a few moments ago. Such a terrible failure had led her to a similar dream. "I want to see George." Rose mumbled under Theo's watchful eye. Her husband watched silentl
Unfortunately, the truth came out and almost completely destroyed Rose. The lunch box packed in the small bag in Rose's hand came loose and hit the floor, pulling Rose's ability to struggle. The surge of Rose's breath came roaring out. That face... was currently helpless before her. Scared and looking down, the only thing Rose could find in the man she had been searching for. George .... The heat of Rose's mind overflowed. She clenched her fingers, then a storm of anger gathered in a dynamic centered on one main axis. Nimble and uncontrollable as Rose was, she pulled the cloth collar on the body of the man who had done nothing. Silent, occasionally glancing at Theo. "I got you." Rose really couldn't help herself until she lunged into the gap of George's legs and shook the man's body violently many times. What a pleasant coincidence. Rose's voice was shrill as the commotion erupted. Rose had been quite patient so far, for that matter she was so eager to weaken
Right in front of Theo's office. In the space between the glass doors, a beautiful, dexterous woman rose to bow respectfully to Rose. "Good morning, Mrs. Witson." Rose's eyebrows knitted deeply. She smiled stiffly, then looked at Lion uncomprehendingly. "Why does she know me?" asked Rose in a half-whisper. As far back as Rose could remember, Theo had never introduced her to anyone else. Even looking back, when they were at the altar only certain people were able to get Rose's attention—not including the woman who was her husband's secretary, Sonya. "Mr. Witson is receiving guests, ma'am. Would you perhaps like to wait or leave something?" "I feel old being called that. Just call me Rose, it sounds better." Rose tucked a few loose strands of hair forward. The look in Sonya's eyes was too formal, Rose wasn't used to it. She looked down for a moment to compose herself. "I'll just wait here." Rose said very quietly, never expecting to say anything untowar
"Are you sure you want to meet the master in his office, Miss?" Rose decided against pouring maple syrup into a small jar. She had already prepared several slices of pancakes in a lunch box, including fresh fruit to complement her husband's breakfast. Rose smiled faintly at the middle-aged woman who was faithfully waiting. "Of course, Beatrace. Theo must remember that he has stomach problems. Can't accidentally miss getting food into his stomach just because he's so busy." Only then did Rose return to busying herself with the bottle in hand. "I know Theo loves pancakes. He won't be able to refuse food from me." Rose set aside the maple syrup to fill the tube nestled between the cracks of the lunch box. Tidying everything up, until there was nothing left for Rose to do. "The master says you're not well, doesn't he, Miss?" Beatrace's question momentarily froze Rose. It wasn't entirely true. However, occasionally Rose still felt the dizziness coming on.
"Come here," Rose said, patting the mattress. The brief movement made the bed sway slightly. Theo was already right by her side, clutching her arm and playing with the top of Rose's head. "Sleep, Sugar. I'll keep an eye on you here." "You're not sleeping either?" "I will later. You first." Rose wasn't going to argue with anything Theo said. Those eyelids were fresh... it seemed like it would be hard to get Theo back to sleep. "Yes, already. I'm going to sleep. You're—watch your back." "What else am I going to do with you?" A brief snicker provoked Rose to give her husband's clay belly a light pinch. Little fights were always Theo's making. The iron man would suddenly act like cotton wool in her presence. "You never change. Always annoying!"*** "Just looking for a prostitute's true identity, that's something you can't do?" A cold tone broke out in the dimness of madnes
"Your body is hot, Sugar. You have a fever...." It had only been an hour since Rose had drifted off to sleep with Theo's heartbeat and hers thumping loudly. Rose had to accept the shock as Theo positioned himself to sit against the headboard. Rose's arms were still tightly wrapped around him, carried along by the changes Theo was making. His half-slumped position forced her to look up between the fingers touching the tip of her chin. Theo's attentive gaze offered many things. One of them made Rose unable to stare any longer. "I'm fine." Rose lowered her head, placing her face in direct contact with the surface of her husband's bare chest. Rose's arms tightened around Theo's hips to gain as much comfort as possible. The intoxicating scent of the body, to the unmissable warmth made Rose almost close her eyes when Theo suddenly broke away. Theo seemed to be searching for something to find. Some cloth lying on the floor the man picked up and c