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 riseTheo 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
Along the way, Theo occasionally looked down to watch Rose's face, which sometimes looked up in shock. Theo's unreadable look led him to press Rose's head back against his broad chest. Theo picked up speed as he sped down the road. His breath caught as he reached the hospital grounds. He roughly undid the ties that bound their bodies. Theo walked in while holding Rose's body tightly. He received an emergency welcome after screaming almost like a madman. The blanket on which Rose was lying was pushed into the emergency room. Theo's body was detained while Rose received treatment. As the minutes passed, his feet paced back and forth waiting for an answer. "We're running out of B negative blood, Doctor. The team has coordinated with the Red Cross, it may take a long time for the blood to be available. Meanwhile, the patient's life is in danger if not treated immediately." Theo's body reaction stopped at the conversation between the doctor and one of the accompanying nurses who ha
"F*ck!" he swore loudly. Cyber war! His ip address was under attack. Someone from the middle of nowhere was trying to hack into Theo's software system. He couldn't let that happen. Theo's fingers moved quickly to counterattack. The data entries that were almost stolen were held back. Theo rushed to create new security to protect the system and faked the IP address on the laptop. Whoever was engaging him in war would know where Theo was now if he didn't act to hide the IP. Theo closed the laptop after securing important things from outside hackers, his cell phone was also turned off so as not to become a victim. He quickly approached Rose, taking a close look at the body he had touched. They had to leave soon before something might happen. His brain started thinking hard. How to carry Rose without removing the IV in her hand. Cradle. That was the option that popped into his head. Theo woke half of Rose's body slowly, positioning her carefully to the edge of the blanket
The sharp gaze continued to wield without pause. The vicious smile that adorned that cruel face began to tug at her vulnerable side. Rose staggered back as the owner of the dark aura took a step closer. The weapon in hand was nothing short of fear-inducing. Rose had already felt how painful it was to get poked in the stomach. She didn't want to endure the pain, which she herself didn't know what was wrong. But the person in front, as if not satisfied with just one wound, went after Rose again. Their movements were still the same, chasing and dodging each other. Rose wished she could be much luckier to be free from that man. Her head occasionally turned back, her efforts seemed to have been in vain. Behind there was only a forest in between which was a dead end. "I will not stop until you are completely dead." The words full of cruel grins ended with a sharp object landing on Rose's left upper chest. Blood
Like a rose forced barren of its thorns. Let me beat in your veins for a while, I'll let you beat in my heart forever. -Author ________________________ Rose's eyes slowly blinked as she felt a sudden touch in the alcove of her neck. Her body felt weak, making her unable to move freely. Only a pitch-black hair could she see from the tail of her eyes as she slightly turned away. What's wrong? Rose tried to digest the situation. Her memory was drawn to the events before her vision darkened. She thought Bouldog's push to drop her to the surface of the river was the last thing she would see. But it turned out that the pressure of the body and the splashing of the water signaled Rose's consciousness to persist. Between the pain, Rose let her body be carried by the current. She remembered a phrase from Aunt Rosita, someone who can swim will stay afloat. Although she didn't know where the river would take her,
"I don't want to!" Theo had expected it. He smiled sarcastically, not wanting to bother with Rose's refusal. He gripped the dissident's jaw beneath him rather roughly. The other hand traveled downward, from the nub of her chest to her most sensitive part. Theo could feel Rose's body respond in surprise as one of his fingers slipped inside. "Beg. I'll take you flying." A triumphant grin took over at Rose's restrained reaction. Theo kept up the action, until he could feel Rose's hand reaching out to prevent further action. "Please...." Rose's whisper added to the fun. Theo intensified, followed by a face that slowly lowered. "Please let go...." Theo chuckled. It was so hard to convince Rose to have a hot romance together. She came to think of Rose as an expensive woman. She wasn't. A whore was still low in Theo's eyes. "Please don't touch me." Please don't touch me .... Theo's movements halted with his eyes wide. Rose's words just now were like lightning striking
"Yes, I did. How about you let me touch you again?" Rose's stupid question gave him the idea to brag. Theo liked to play with the reactions of the woman in front of him. The hurt look shown erupted the gloomy feeling into more water. "I'll make your moans heard from Toronto to Sicily," he continued. All his earlier anger was distracted by naughty thoughts. Theo pulled Rose's face closer. Rose's full lips always teased him, he really couldn't stand just staring. "You said you wanted to send me home." Rose's words and the nudge of those delicate fingers halted his approach. Theo cursed under his breath, forgetting the initial words. He hurried to separate himself, standing tall with his hand still holding the IV bag. Rose's every move became the object of Theo's attention. He just waited silently with no intention of helping. "Hurry up a bit
"Damn woman. How dare you play behind my back!" A thrown item almost hit the woman who was staggering in fear. Still in her nun's clothes, the woman's body was dirty and covered in bruises. Her long hair was disheveled. The woman grimaced with the corners of her lips trembling in fear. It was her fault that she was found in a state of no escape. The rage of a man was about to take her life. A man in a fit of rage is truly merciless. She endured every punishment, especially the way the cigarette flame touched the skin of her hands and feet. She just resigned herself unable to hold on to the resistance. It was all too late. Couldn't get rid of the savage, crazy and heartless old man. "Mercy, sir," she said softly, but explosions of rage overwhelmed the worn-out warehouse. She was helpless. Her long hair was pulled back to stare up at a face full of frowns and vicious streaks that went everywhere. Then a slap made the nun—clad woman turn away violently. "I apo
For the next few seconds, not a word was spoken. Theo's fingers were still doing their endless thing. More and more those hot lips began to nestle in the recesses of Rose's neck. Sometimes a small nibble on the earlobe would tempt Rose to let out a stifled moan. Rose had to remind Theo they had just had an emergency situation. His father probably hadn't left the mansion yet. And the man was already back to his perverted thoughts. "Theo, this isn't our room," Rose warned. It was enough to make Theo stop. The moment the ash bead turned towards Dara's large figurine, a mischievous grin simultaneously appeared offering Rose all kinds of alarm. She should have acted quickly before Theo did anything. Unfortunately Rose's movements were sluggish, spilling onto the bed first as Theo brought her to tussle under the thick blankets. One tug of a t-shirt on Rose's body slipped away. The rest of the clothes were just as easily tossed to the floor. Theo seems impatient to undo
"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