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2024-10-29 19:42:56"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 dRelated chapters
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Rose 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
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"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
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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
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"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
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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. ***
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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
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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
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"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
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Rose's breath roared as she waited for the situation to allow them to scramble to the surface. "I'm not asking you to touch my stuff." Theo's growl jerked Rose to lift her face slightly. Rose got a free space once Theo broke away. The two sat facing each other under the long table. "Shall I smoke you, Sugar?" Sugar .... The call was in stark contrast to Theo's hissing sarcastic tone. Rose placed the gun in a tight grip right in front of her husband. Avoiding the possibility that Theo might do something bad. "I didn't know the bullets were real," Rose whispered, not trying to defend herself. Like the dozens of bullets Theo had spewed from the firearm the man had used. Rose thought the gun lying on the utensil had similar ammunition. She chose to take the shot herself and ended up with a glare that still held her close. "One more time you touch my gun without permission, I'll cut your fingers off."
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Bang! The sound of a gunshot rang out after Rose caught up with Theo in the training room. The first time she set foot she found a navy blue coat lying on its side, almost slumped over the foot of the sofa. Rose clucked as she tidied it up and positioned it in a better spot. Theo's broad shoulders never escaped her gaze. The remaining white shirt wrapped around his sexy body. Rose leaned back with her arms folded across her chest. Bang! Another shot hit its mark. Theo was too skilled for anything related to the current activity. Shooting was the most common habit, or actually Theo's life would never be free from such things. Like some of the events that had ended. Rose recalled Theo's statement to the line a while ago, 'killing for pay.' She both needed Theo and worried. Theo is important to help her get revenge. However, Rose was well aware that being a contract killer was not easy. At any time Theo could be harmed, including enemies—enemies who would n
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"Oracle. He was afraid, didn't even want to see me." Silence to understand. Rose tried to piece together the tangled threads, which were tangled without end. The main objects started from the octopus doll to other toys, which Rose slowly understood. "You went to see Oracle, is that it?" asked Rose carefully keeping her tone. Theo's faint nod provoked the next sentence to hang on the edge of her throat. "So you bought all these toys for Oracle?" Rose confirmed once more. "Yes. And this is for the little cuties. But they all refused. Wouldn't accept my gifts." Octopus doll for Acampeliaz .... No wonder it's so special, Rose wondered. "Leave it to me. I will give these toys and dolls to Oracle and Campel." Rose had her hands up, perhaps Theo would immediately hand over all the small objects. However, what happened instead was that Theo arranged a set of robots from the 'marvel' series, including a s
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"Let go, Dad, I'm going home." "The people here are sickening! I don't like it." The attachment continued for Mr. Alejandro. He had to accept the fate of the mess he himself had created. It's all affecting his daughter. The poor woman who must endure the pain of revenge and mutual destruction. Mr. Alejandro was looking for the wrong opponent, not understanding the things he was ignoring. He should have started the war when Bouldog died. But the desire to possess Theo overcame everything. He never thought that Theo would be the most difficult to conquer. One time he acted, multiple times he was attacked in silence. That ingenuity was what he had dreamed of. Unluckily, Mr. Alejandro was unlikely to be ambitious again. While his daughter had been destroyed. Mr. Alejandro waited for the right time, at least until Elsesa—Elsa could compensate for the woman's mental and physical state after being hit simultaneously. "Calm your
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Rose had to admit that Theo was quite different by remaining silent when their position was intact. The last sentence from her was ignored, the man was busy sniffing Rose's body scent. Deeply nuzzling the surface of her flat stomach. "Take a shower." Rose played with the black hair warmly. She smiled as Theo looked up at her. "Take a bath with me?" The ash bead drowned Rose deep in the warm ocean. She pursed her lips as she pulled Theo's facial skin wide to the side. "I'm old enough to bathe by myself. Hurry up...." A faint shake of Rose's head brought her to fall on her back on the bed. Theo's thirsty face and the man's large fingers began to dig into a t-shirt depicting a black bear, just like Theo who was currently resting on top of her. "I told you to take a shower, Theo. Not—" Rose was silenced by the tongue thrusting into her mouth. The sound of a wet sniffle trails off—a greeting of desire igni
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Slowly Rose's eyelids slipped from their valves. The same Theo stared, silhouetted against each other in the mirror—Rose was lost in the seduction of the locking gray bead. "I was thinking of Oracle. He knows I don't like wearing earrings. Deliberately gifted me earrings so I'd wear them," Rose replied, successfully drawing one of Theo's eyebrows up high. "He's here, isn't he? Why don't you go straight to him." Theo's baritone voice whispered softly. Comparable to the smile on Rose's lips that curved again-this time briefly and too faintly. "He's back home ...." "Home?" Rose's body was slightly freed as Theo moved his face away from the crook of her neck. "Yes. Axe came to pick him up earlier." One step away she found Theo moving backwards. "Strange. Oracle came home because he was afraid of me, right? Did I hurt him too much?"Theo's quiet tone disturbed Rose's mind. She scrutinized the few times Theo's expre
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Rose didn't care how the swaying bed jerked like a violent swinging shock. She maximized each powerful gallop like a giant crashing into the earth. Theo's body was a soft target for her feet. The man moaned in a submerged voice. Yet, also with pleasure... sometimes asking Rose to move from one spot to another. "Up again, Sugar. Up to the shoulders." Rose chuckled, still doing everything Theo wanted. One foot stomped even harder on her husband's hot, sexy shoulders. "That's it," Rose said. One leap ended the earthquake on the surface of Theo's body. She flung herself down beside the sleeping man. "You said you will give me back my gift box!" "I need to know. Who gave you the gift?" "Oracle. Here, give it back quickly." Rose's arms extended to pull the red velvet box in Theo's grasp. Their positions were in sync, both using their arms as a fulcrum to lift their chests. "Let me open it." Theo's large fingers separa
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"No, you don't. You had your fill of acting like a baby last night." Rose ruffled the remaining strands of hair that still dangled over half of Theo's face. She looked down, searching for the most comfortable spot to strike. "Ouh, Sugar ...." A contrived hiss. Rose knew that no matter how much she clenched her teeth, it wouldn't give Theo much leverage. "Let go. I have to meet, Axe." "You son of bitch. I hope you don't leave before I get back." The chances of escape were slim in the conditions Rose had to face. She wasn't going to waste it, deliberately hunting her nimble footsteps leaving Theo alone lost on the bed. Rose reached for the doorframe. The hinges clicked after she positioned herself facing the man who had been calling impatiently. "You're taking so long." The stifled protest from the owner of the deep, raspy voice uploaded a barely perceptible smile on Rose's lips. "Sorry, Axe. I h
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"Open your eyes, Theo." The throbbing was still as loud as it had been the first time Theo had spoken. Rose's heart and head were fighting each other. Each fighting for the space that overlapped the boundaries she had created for herself. In between came a strange feeling, which Rose could not organize into a symphony. She was a jumbled mess of randomness. Should have reconsidered Xelle's sentence a moment ago, was it true that Rose was trying to stay with someone who made her get lost in her own feelings? .... No, she wasn't. Rose didn't want to be confused by all that reality. As far as possible, she separated the things that shouldn't be lodged in the deepest corner of her heart. Towards a kind of choice which is the most appropriate to win Rose's sanity. She didn't want to be conquered. "Wake up. Get up, Theo!" Rose squeezed the clay muscles in her husband's arm. Turning the curled up body to face the ceiling of the main room. "T
