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'tAlong 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
"It's here, Miss." "Thank you. I'm on my own." Rose stared sideways at the closed eyes for a while. Then she moved to open the car door, slowly bringing her body out. "You can go with your boss, Lion." "I'll be waiting, Miss." Lion knew very well what Theo's reaction would be to Rose being left free. His face could fall victim to an explosion of rage until that happened. "My car is here, no need to wait let alone drive me to the apartment," Rose said, she smiled at Lion and ended their conversation by walking away. Her steps inevitably approached the bar building which seemed to be having some trouble, several people could be seen gathering. Rose squinted, finding Aiden standing as a leader. "What's going on, Aiden?" asked Rose when she accidentally saw Frank and a few other coworkers being punished. "Yesterday a man made a mess here and they're all incapable of dealing with the problem-Rose, where have you been?" Aiden half-answered when he realized Rose was in front
"Who is he, Rose?" Aiden's question rang out, forcing Rose to stare at the two. "He's an insane man, who happens to be a same-sex lover. I see you haven't dated a woman in a while, Aiden, there might be an opening for you. But first ask Sean if they're still in a relationship or not." Rose walked away without saying goodbye. Standing for a little too long made the wound in her stomach ache and being stuck between two humans staring fiercely at each other almost made her head explode. She didn't want to think about things that would add to the burden of life, it was enough this early to deal with Theo's magical behavior. The rest don't. Rose opened the door to the bar soulfully. For some reason her vision suddenly blurred. She walked around feeling for anything that could be used as a pedestal. There was one goal, the place where Rose usually prepared herself before and after work - it wasn't that far away, just a few more steps.
"Sugar, wait!" The baritone voice in the background continued to call out with the occasional large fingers trying to hold on, but Rose continued to resist. There was a price to pay for Theo's dangerous actions, which even though they had been successfully dealt with still didn't put Rose at ease. Rose didn't like how Theo was indifferent to the man's own safety. Her heart was still pounding loudly at the thought that bad things could happen. Rose's steps quickened after entering the mansion building. Soon she would reach the main room. She pressed the door handle no matter Theo was still trying to persuade her. "Sugar." Theo was very close, so Rose was one step away from crossing the threshold. She deliberately hit the frame very hard and just as Theo was about to enter. "Oh!" The man winced like he was in a lot of pain. While Rose was silent for a while. Silent to understand the situation out there. Only once did Theo complain and the rest was wordle
The trigger contained the deadly wires that Theo had to finish with one hour and one minute left. It was all around him, but perhaps the most appropriate place for him to start was the basement. George was trapped and lost there. Then there was the chip in the corner of the wall that had the potential to blow up the mansion and all the things and creatures inside. After five wasted minutes Theo couldn't let his precious seconds go to waste. He returned to the basement in a real hurry. The conditions in the dimness were still the same as the last time he was there. The chip in the body of the wall and the digital analog continued to show that every moment lost was a very important thing to take into account. Theo scurried quickly through each side of the cellar. At a hidden corner he decided to dismantle some of the stacked objects, some of which were difficult to remove—which although successful did not allow Theo to find the whereabouts of the explosive chip triggers. He
Rose buried her face deep in Theo's firm chest. She climbed up her husband's frozen body quickly, inhaling the intoxicating scent to make herself a little calmer. Theo still didn't say anything. It hit Rose that she was so worried Theo would reject her plea. Rose didn't want that, immediately tightening the embrace of the arm that curled perfectly between the line of her husband's shoulders. When Theo would start talking Rose was still waiting while not daring to have high expectations. She was scared ... but suddenly felt a small movement, a light stroke on Rose's back including a slow crunching step leaving the basement. "Tell the others immediately, don't forget to prepare Esme and all her needs." Rose caught a glimpse of Travis nodding quickly, and by the end of the hallway they had split up—Rose with Theo, Travis on the other side of the building. "You changed your mind?" asked Rose, half distancing herself so she could cup that stern jaw. Theo was staring so intensely that
The clatter of feet scrambling to catch up to the basement was halted by the emptiness they found. George Keneddy should still be there, between the iron bars that were covered by other iron bars, but part of the padlock that had been encrypted with certain codes was destroyed as if it had been bombed and disabled—making whoever, the people behind the disappearance of George Keneddy worked easily unnoticed. They were more like trained experts. Meticulous problem-solvers, people who were certainly used to being in the field. "What is it, sir?" Theo's attention was drawn quickly to Travis with a rectangular box, which the man had just picked up while looking down. Theo accepted the gift of the box. It was a small object with a valve attached to it. The translucent part exactly revealed a disk record and immediately tempted Theo to roughly remove the valve. Theo's suspicion of the object was correct, which was a voice recording when a rough grunt was the beginni
Waking up next to a man straddling her body was routine. Rose smiled briefly then pushed her dark brown hair tousled in front of his face. She lifted Theo's arm briefly, tracing the scratch marks for a moment and moving on to the rough fingers with elongated fingernails. No wonder Theo was able to tear his own skin, which meant Rose had to immobilize that part. Rose quickly got up and grabbed the clothes from last night. Rose's body moved to the side of the bed and pulled out the drawer of the nightstand—the last time she put the nail clippers in there—and pulled it out again. One by one Theo's fingernails dulled as the tips of the scissors were pressed together and the other part served to bite. Rose had to act rather than Theo doing the same thing at unexpected times. Rose's work was almost done on the first hand, occasionally glancing at the man who seemed to be fast asleep—no longer so as the gray bead opened slowly, then closed properly. Sometimes things mad
Too sweet and intoxicating. Rose admits Zever is a good starter. The lips lapped deliciously, while the creeping tongue washed away the aridity with a moist intertwining. Slowly Rose's fingers traveled up Zever's face while deepening the increasingly wet and hot embrace. Rose almost ran out of air supply as the two of them still shared a wild, equally passionate passion when the lip link was broken. Zever looked at her for a long time which is why Rose made the choice to roll over to sit on the surface of her husband's muscular abs. The light exposure gave a tantalizing sensation to the scrutinizing face and wordless lips. Rose immediately lowered her head to play a role in the alcove of Zever's neck. Sucking deeply, the occasional meeting of her teeth scraped the surface of the skin which then turned red. Zever's stifled hiss added to the explosive arousal. Rose's touch moved on—lightly caressing the surface of the chest with the bandages still attached, as if Rose was wo
Tasted a little. A sip or two of the milk was gone. Every movement on Lion's face was a resigned reaction to the last drop of milk that had landed in Rose's mouth. Meanwhile, the woman only smiled after wiping the surface of her lips with the back of her hand. "You don't mind me finishing it, do you? Count it as punishment for pranking Zever." Rose left after putting the empty glass onto the nightstand. Leaving Lion and all the swearing stuck in the back of his throat. Lion reached for his cell phone in his pants pocket, then turned quickly toward the kitchen. "You're dead, Travis! Miss Rose drank your milk!" [And then?] Two words from the other end of the line sounded indifferent. "'And then' you say?" Lion put the phone away and stared at the cheekpiece intently. "Now what?" he asked, busily pouring milk from the bottle into the empty glass until it was filled. He sandwiched his phone between the line of his shoulders and a face tilted to the side. [M
Rose quickly put down the glass in her hand, rather than make the following decision and cause it to spill all over the place. "Why can't I trust anything you say?" Rose muttered, squinting starting to take a step forward. The distance she killed made it easy for her to grab Zever's large arm—then creep slowly to touch Zever's cold fingers that were like lumps of ice when Rose grasped them. "You're very tense about being caught watching a spring movie, aren't you?" Rose stood on her tiptoes to whisper even more vigorously. She almost couldn't help but laugh after witnessing Zever's pale face and completely stiff body, but she liked how Zever did nothing but clutch tightly the cell phone Lion had given him next to his free arm. "I didn't expect you to be such a bad boy, Zever." The smirk on Rose's lips made it clear that realizing Zever's small reaction was a connotation of the hairs on the man's body shuddering. Zever was looking at Rose like he was looking
Rose was not wrong. It would never be wrong to simply distinguish between Theo and Zever. But she didn't say anything since then, because Zever's silence to the face that looked down for a long time watching the circumference of her arm made Rose retreat very regularly. Orderly quietly approached Lion and sat down beside the man. "Why didn't you say it was Zever." "I almost said it but you held me back, Miss." That's right. Rose should not have stopped Lion before she got to Zever. Rose's eyes glanced at nothing Lion was doing, at least the drink in Lion's hand if he was resting. "And what are you here for, Lion?" But a snicker followed by Lion's face coming a little closer made Rose stare at Lion in disbelief. "Flirting with the master, Miss." "You're endless from yesterday. You think he can't get angry, so you tease him a lot, is that it?" "That's you talking, Miss. Not me." Lion's head shook faintly.