"There is good news, sir. The dark world is in mourning. Polensius Vladimir... was reported dead last night. And his body will be buried soon."
The corners of the old man's lips tugged upwards. He had been expecting this news for weeks. Exactly today, instant victory was increasingly in his favor. He was completely satisfied with Vladimir's death. Since learning Theo had reopened the syndicate his son had. Verasco's chance to avenge Dara's departure is wide open. Verasco was never happy with Theo's decision a few years ago. Putting Vladimir behind bars, then choosing to live a peaceful life like most normal people. It really didn't make up for his loss back then. The sound of the gavel was a painful one for Verasco. But he had no choice, other than not wanting to get his hands dirty and feeling that Theo had full responsibility for the life of his beloved daughter. Verasco's patience paid off. He did not misread the dRose turned to find Verasco pursuing with wide strides. The pace of Rose's feet quickened as her heart pounded. What did Verasco want... Rose didn't want to think about the question that was running through her head. She slowly and silently unscrewed the lid of the coffee cup, then repeatedly spat in it. "Stop, slut." The stomp hurt. Verasco didn't care that Rose's wrists would be crushed in his hands. He stared at the woman's mesmerizing face with ambition. The more Rose struggled, the less he would let her free. "Let go." Rose's cries filtered into a seductive, lilting voice for Verasco. However, he never expected that one choke from her would be repaid with humiliation. A splash of pitch-black water on his face provoked Verasco's anger. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Rose said not entirely guiltily. It had been warned from the start... this kind of action was to subtly protect herself. "Bitches d
"Serve me. How much do you want?" Verasco didn't let Rose get away from him in the slightest. He gripped the woman's jaw tight. The blood at the corner of Rose's lips was satisfying. Perhaps a slap on the same spot would hurt Rose more. Plak! "I like this." Verasco moved numb fingers. His blow sent Rose's body crashing to the floor. "Come here!" "Why not leave my son?" "I will give you a lot of money. Serve me and leave my son." Always the blonde hair was the target of Verasco's mad desire. The pain stripped away strand after strand of hair that dangled behind the back. Verasco smiled sarcastically as he found Rose's blood flowing downward. "It looks like it will be very enjoyable to be served by a slut in this condition." Verasco's thumb pressed deep into Rose's lower lip. Forcing Rose to kneel at his feet with a rough pounding. Verasco's
Rose rubbed her face in relief, feeling like she had escaped the crocodile's nest and reached a more decent intersection. The VIP room door was right in front of Rose. She waited a bit for her heartbeat to calm down. Rose's breath came in, slowly pressing down on the doorhandle that had been immersed in her hand. "Theo, are you awake?" She thought so. But it wasn't true when a nurse just smiled as she tidied up the rest of the examination equipment. Rose slowly approached, rarely noticing the brief glances the nurse gave him. "Don't keep looking at him, Suster. If he finds out, he'll be embarrassed. My husband is shy," Rose said with emphasis. Either she was speaking the truth as Theo had shown her, or she felt Theo belonged to her, so she shouldn't behave that way. Rose rubbed the top of Theo's head. Curling the corners of her lips, as if something bad had never happened to her. The blue bruise may have been on her f
"Thanks for bringing my clothes and my makeup, Travis." Rose came out with a new look. Her makeup was deliberately applied rather thickly, to cover the bruises that were still there. Rose's footsteps slowly brushed the distance of a few meters from the blankar. "Please don't let the matter get into Theo's hands. I don't want any more trouble." She stretched out an arm and rubbed the top of Theo's head. Her husband's condition was still the same. Reluctant to record Rose's presence and waiting. The only action Rose could take was to give him a light peck. "I'll see Sean first." Rose didn't know if it was a tactic or a true request. But Sean's tone sounded so sincere. She couldn't completely refuse. "When Theo wakes up let me know, Travis. I'll be right back here." Rose smiled faintly, then rubbed Theo's jaw for a moment. "I'll go first." She spoke right into Travis' face. "Wait, Miss ...." The man hesitantly scrutinized th
One of Theo's eyebrows rose high. The desire to see Rose grew by leaps and bounds. He hadn't thought about how to crawl there. For all Theo knew, Rose cared far more about Sean. But a sense of distaste began to creep up and besiege his emotional control. "Tell me where?" He gave him a sharp look, which held Travis frozen in place. "The third room after this one, sir." He had to, even though he had to. Travis hesitantly followed Theo from behind. His footsteps halted as he realized Theo was just standing there in front of the door to the hospital room they were in. Something had just angered his master—evident from the fist tightening, then unclenching as Theo moved away. Leaving the residual scent of the man's body there. "What's wrong, sir?" "Going home." The single word represented the regret that had burst forth. Theo passed Travis's body accompanied by a piece of cold, smoldering atmosphere. ***
The whisper seduced Rose into shutting her eyes. She was not fooled at all. The thrill that had once been there was gone... nothing could make her feel lulled. Rose's fingers brushed against one of the clasped arms. "I'm sorry, Sean...but I'm not." "Let go!" She was already trying to separate such a link. And the more Rose tried, the tighter Sean held her. "I'm your sister-in-law, Sean. You shouldn't be doing this. Let go of me." "No, you're not. You're mine." The voice maintained a tight grip that provoked disgust. "Let go. Please respect Theo. He kept his promise to me to bring you home. Even risked his life to save you." "He promised you, that means you do care. I know you still love me. You can choose to come back to me or stay with T." Witson's descendants, it seemed... without exception, were so stubborn and full of ambition. Rose couldn't help but step on Sean's toes—at that moment relief filled her chest cavity. She
Arriving at the mansion, something Rose had never imagined greeted her before her eyes. The divorce papers, complete with the signatures of both parties, lay on the bed along with three roses. Tucked into the stem was a piece of white paper, as well as a small bag of thick blood, which Rose could well understand the function and purpose of Theo handing over the blood. Rose's heart pounded as she reached for the rose, which was no longer red. That is, for this time Theo had chosen kissing pink as a gift. [Those roses are my last.] That's what it said. They were the last roses Rose would ever receive. Next there would be no more shrubbery as Theo had said-365 days that hadn't even passed halfway. That's okay. Rose didn't mind Theo's decision on that one. But divorce .... She had already decided not to pursue her lawsuit all the way to court. Instead, the misunderstanding became a thorn and put their marria
"What's the connection between you and that slut?" Sean turned away while being cautious. Not having finished controlling his emotions since Rose's departure, there was one face that made his anger boil over. Verasco and the middle-aged man's haughty attitude, Sean wanted to throw out the window. "Watch what you say. Rose has a name." Sean hissed sarcastically. Verasco's insult provoked the pebbles gathering in Sean's soul. "I don't care what her name is. A whore is still a whore." "Shut your fucking mouth, old fart!" Verasco's snicker was followed by a step closer. "Wow... you seem to be very sensitive when it comes to her." "She's my ex-lover, why?" It came as quite a surprise to Verasco that both his sons were enamored with the same woman. His attention and curiosity about Rose was growing. Verasco was interested in getting a woman who dared to reject him. Verasco's lo
"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
'Don't you know who I am?' It was a single confusing question from the woman with a pained face and tears in her eyes that seeped wet everywhere, including the beads of anxiety that fell down to spread on the surface of the thick white blanket. The long sleep seemed to tear away the remnants of memories that once existed. The owner of the gray bead struggled to remember the last time he had been in a strange place, which he had never actually visited. A few oddities came to mind, most notably that he didn't have the slightest idea who the dark-brown-haired woman was who had given him no room to move all morning. A bit stiff really. However, he tried to get up wanting to further confirm where he was at the moment. His memories were faintly faded—vaguely unable to be properly retrieved. Some of what was expected did not appear. On the contrary, the unwanted ones were very close by. "Are you sure you don't know me?" The soft voice asked softly again
Rose used the folds of her arms as face support. Her only action was to silently scrutinize the extent to which Theo did not want to open his eyes. Gradually behind Rose's silence, she could feel the near-breaking touch that repeatedly occurred on the thigh. Rose looked down, as her heart rate jumped violently. The pounding in there was beyond capacity... Rose couldn't help it. She got to her feet. Taking turns quickly glancing at Theo's face and fingers. Rose's vision was blurry and glassy. She wiped away the water that was unconsciously seeping in, as soon as possible smothering half of Theo's body. Tight, but not painful. "Theo ...." "Open your eyes, Theo. You can do it," Rose whispered. Hoping that right then and there her husband's closed lids would slowly reveal the gray bead Rose had longed for. She would have to wait a long time for the pure alarm of the mind to drive Rose to see Travis. Rose's wide feet skipped ahead of Theo and left her husban
"Oh, my gosh. Why is that husky chasing me!" The departing nurse quickened her pace as she grumbled in annoyance. Gallop after gallop she passed with her heart beating fast. The distance between the two was narrowing. If she didn't alert herself, Esmeralda's bite would be the worst part of the inevitable. Already past the steps of the stairs. The nurse was having trouble controlling her balance. She almost reached the exit gate right in front of her... from the same direction Lion frowned reading the contents of the message Rose had sent moments ago. Unfortunately for the nun, Lion's appearance was a big favor that came to save her from Esmeralda's pursuit. "Help me, Lion—" Esmeralda's howl was right next to the pocket of the nun's clothes, as if from the very beginning Esmeralda's goal was exactly to get the pocketed object. "What are you doing!" The nurse reached into her own pocket to grasp the object Rose had wanted earlier. Even more unl
'Are you jealous?' Rose vividly remembered the question before Xelle said goodbye, and she had to follow the nurse's departure to the main room. What wife would stay silent if something wrong was lurking in front of her. Rose felt that way. In her eyes, the nun was not at all reflective of someone in the nursing profession, who should not be showing her breasts beneath her clothes. Rose had to be wary that the nurse might do something out of the ordinary. Or actually Xelle was right... Rose was jealous of that one. She couldn't help herself. On the other hand, in the case of the video evidence from Xelle, Rose had already agreed that she would investigate the real culprit together with Theo one day when her husband was fully recovered. Now she had to focus on how and when Theo would open his eyes, and most importantly be meticulous in monitoring the actions the nurse demonstrated to him. Luckily, Esmeralda's presence was enough to interrupt every a
"Axe, is this your flash drive? I found it in your pants pocket when I was washing." The man focused on the desk shifted his gaze to the woman walking slowly towards him. The forehead was folded like he was thinking about something. No idea for how many seconds the owner of heterochromia eyes was trying to pry something out of his mind. A flash drive .... Xelle grasped the object firmly. "Damn!" He then rubbed his rough face, having forgotten the CCTV evidence he had gotten to show Rose. "I have to go, baby girl." Everything in sight was packed up in an instant, including the laptop that was about to be taken out. "Where are you going?" A soft voice interrupted the wide strides. "To see Rose." As if he ignored Bridgette's presence. Xelle approached his wife again, gently touching the skin of the woman's face as she gazed deeply at him. "Can I come?" Bridgette's spontaneous question made the man shake his head faint
The faint howl of a loud howl drew Rose's senses slowly blinking. The first time she opened her eyes the only sight she got was her husband's handsome face. The too-close position presented how the texture of the skin lured Rose's fingers to just touch the forehead and creep smoothly towards the jawbone. She thought once he woke up, those eyes would show a beautiful infusion of color. Turns out Theo was still comfortably in the same state. Not even a hint of anything else, Theo was quietly closed, too far away for Rose to reach. He murmured a little .... Louder howls from outside forced Rose to blow air through her lips. Then she got up, releasing the hug on Theo's body indirectly. Half transfixed, Rose huddled with Lion in the doorway. The frame was still submerged in Rose's body, only the face poked out and when she glanced down... Rose's senses found Esmeralda already equipped with an oversized pink ribbon pinning the fur on the top of the head. "Why did you
"Thank you for your help, Miss. Can we leave now? I need to check on Mr. T, and Lion... I think it's time to take Esmeralda for grooming." Rose looked up and took a breath as Travis and Lion took turns looking at her. A moment ago they had just returned from the Verasco mansion. Several wounds lodged on the body due to the shootout incident, Rose was instead responsible for treating the three men who barely even complained during the cleaning of the blood on the gaping wounds. The wounds were fortunately not that severe. Only wide scratches on the hands, shoulders, and legs, so it was not enough to make it difficult for them to return to their activities. "With my pleasure, Travis. I'll catch up with you later." Rose's thin smile signaled to Travis something he could easily understand. Still Rose looked over the shoulders of the two men away. The curl on her lips disappeared as she looked down again. "They're so single, why didn't you date one of them yesterd
Verasco recalls memories of a stack of dusty albums. It was .... 25 years ago a deal was struck between him and O'Douglas. The two partners had contradictory jobs. He who was in power in a dark organization—disguised the truth of himself by becoming the owner of a large business. O'Douglas is a geneticist or doctor who studies genetics, the science of genes, heredity, and organism variation. O'Douglas has done some research. The man who actually works under a non-governmental agency to create a genetic engineering of living things, whether humans, animals or plants with his wife, Elisabeth O'Douglas, a chemist. However, due to one thing and another related to the ability that is used for crime. O'Douglas decided to leave the non-governmental agency. Then switch functions together with Verasco to conduct a research in the form of personal needs. At that time, O'Douglas' baby girl, about three months old, was tested on a new invention with Elisabeth's help, namel