"Did you see that? Beautiful."
Rose hardly ever spent her time witnessing something like this. It was impossible to deny that she was delighted amidst colors that resembled a spectrum. She turned her attention to the side, but found Theo still staring at her intently. "Where are your eyes? I told you to look at the sky, not at me," Rose protested, cupping Theo's face to turn it forward. The position didn't last long. Theo pulled away, smiling with a seductive wink as the two exchanged glances. "I don't see anything. There's only one beautiful one. Here, the blonde one here." Wait until Rose lost her patience reserves, then Theo would be knocked to the ground. The man ruffled the top of her head relentlessly, and the wind picked up in favor of Theo's actions. "If my hair is unruly tangled. You'll be in charge of fixing it!" Rose held back a wildly moving arm. She didn't have the heart to whisper in her head. No one would take her home if Theo fu"I can't do it now." [But you've already agreed to my offer and accepted the payment.] "It's just a down payment. I can double it if you want." [I won't take my money back. A deal is a deal.] "You're asshole, I can't do that fucking shit right now." [I don't care. Finish our deal or it's going to get ugly.] In the darkness. The single space felt a chill creeping through Rose's body. She was still standing in place, hiding behind invisible visuals in order to digest the faint sounds of conversation creeping into her ears. For a few moments there was no response, only the ragged rush of breath that urged Rose to swallow hard. "Shit!" The angry tirade originated in one corner of the right—hand corner. The minimal light emanating from the monitor screen couldn't even bring Rose's feet close enough. If Theo knew where she was right now, that anger would only grow. Krak! Prang! The sound of breaking and objects hitting the wall w
"It's so unruly. Aren't you satisfied with the pleasure I'm giving you? What happy way do I want you to sit quietly in your place. Don't bother with anything I do!" The eyes who drew without the most aim was right on target. Rose did not move. However, she tried hard not to be under threat. "I-I actually woke up and saw you leaving the room." Finally a little more fluently Rose voiced the lie from the inside of her head. "It just so happens that our matter is not over yet. I want to know how you became a hitman?" Rose realized she was being too reckless. Not knowing where the fear had gone, the worst case scenario... Rose had to make up her mind. Before being cheated by self-doubt. "Please explain to me, Theo...." Rose just touched the broad chest before her. Forced to unravel by Theo's refusal. "I have nothing to explain. Just like I don't care about your past, then you shouldn't have to question my identity." "I am paid to kill. Are you afraid? Or sh
Back to the room and not going anywhere. Rose did everything Theo wanted, of course with the action of locking the door, letting herself sink into silence. Rose thought Theo would follow, at least apologizing for offending her. He didn't. That's not what happened. After last night's revelation. Rose found herself thinking even more about that sizzling voice, how Theo reminded Rose of who she was in the past. A prostitute married to a hitman, but also a rich man who had everything .... That's how it would have been, if Rose had deduced the truth from herself. She would be more aware that they are not compatible. For the time being Rose would keep the boundary between their statuses. Or maybe forever—she couldn't be sure she would stick to her decision. Many factors can change a person's mind. Rose was one of those who sometimes deviated from the side of consistency. She smiled wryly. Early in the morning the noise followed by Esmeralda's howls had traveled to eve
Lion's small smile was matched by Rose's thinning lips. "But I'm Theo's wife, I should have the right to know what he's doing," Rose said with a tone of protest. "Why don't you ask him directly?" She didn't expect Lion to ask a question. "Talking about the important matters of Theo's life, in front of him, is like asking me to shout at the wall. There's no point." Rose's statement received a burst of laughter. "It means you know master will never talk. So how could I possibly share your privacy with you, Miss?" "You can work with me," Rose whispered, closing the distance a little, just like a group of people gossiping. "No offense, Miss. I could get my head chopped off." Lion pulled Esmeralda's weighty body into his lap. "Want to hold it, miss?" he offered, bringing Esmeralda closer to Rose. "I don't want to. She looks like a wolf. I'm afraid of being bitten." Rose had refused, but Lion insisted on placing Esmeralda's paw on the back o
The tendrils of a strong wind mixed with the waves of the night sea. Rose sat pensively in the center of the pavilion with Esmeralda beside her. The results of Rose's successful approach had the Siberian husky following her wherever she went. There were no exceptions, it was just that Rose was still trying to deny things. The reality of Lion's information was not true. Rose found no one who would return after three days had passed. There was no return. Rose had to wait longer than the allotted time. Exactly eight days went by. Who would have thought Theo would be gone that long. Lion had no news, and neither did Rose. At first, she thought of flying to Italy, perhaps Theo had returned to the mansion without remembering her. However, Lion discouraged her and asked Rose to be more patient. Patience that didn't even pay off. Luckily, during her days on the Hawaiian island, Esmeralda became a promising companion. "What are you looking at, Esme?" Rose snapped out of her reverie thanks
"Hurry down, Esme!" Turning to Esmeralda was equally pointless. The two lovebirds in front of Rose were unruly—frequent and offsetting each other. "You two are so compatible!" It had to be Rose who acted to move Esmeralda. She stood on tiptoe with some difficulty. Then she tapped Theo on the shoulder, simply asking him to bend down to make it easier. "You dare to touch Esme?" His gray eyes squinted as if refusing to believe. "Why, do you think I'm a coward!" Rose could barely contain herself while Esmeralda was a burden to bear. She quickly eased the Siberian husky onto the sand. At least Rose could breathe a sigh of relief as Esmeralda moved away. "Did I miss a lot here?" Theo's question elicited a response... a nonchalant shrug of the shoulders. Rose left him, padding reluctantly away. Rose remembered the last time they met Theo's demeanor was cold, even earlier her husband's gaze was still sharp. But just because of Esmeralda everything changed in an instant. The twin
Rose waited for when Theo would enter the bathroom, only able to endure the pretense of keeping her eyes closed. In fact, she had been impatiently turning towards him ever since the sound of scissors biting into fabric, straying around the room. One. Two. Rose mentally calculated the right time to find an opportunity. At least she didn't want Theo to notice her strange behavior. What would Theo say if he found out Rose wasn't really sleeping. Her husband would throw back a phrase that was certainly true. Rose's attitude was a form of release from the pent-up meeting. Rose was still calculating, very carefully taking advantage of the situation. She never thought that Esmeraldaralda's howl was an opportunity that couldn't be missed for nothing. "Where are you going?" she asked quickly, sensing a small movement from the bed. "Open the door." Rose needed no explanation as to why Theo would do such a thing. Esmerald
Rose's attention turned to stare at the face that was glaring at her. Theo faintly thinned his lips again, considering the most appropriate answer to not make the situation worse. "Stupid car." He began. "A little tired, I couldn't control it at high speed." That was Theo's conscious answer. At least he hadn't refused or Rose would have slowly crawled into that complicated personal dive. "Then you had an accident?" Rose traced the ripples on Theo's face deeper. Searching for something she couldn't find. "Yeah. Travis kept me from going anywhere." It wasn't a surprise anymore. Rose was used to it—perhaps. "That's fine. But next time please be more respectful of my existence. You're not a single guy with a free pass. Let me know if you're having trouble, that's much better. Don't just stay quiet, and suddenly come in this condition. You know I don't have superpowers to read the future, can't guess what will happen later."
"You brought Esme out of the cage to meet Mr. Zever, Miss?" Lion's one swift question seemed to intimidate Rose that she had just made a big mistake. While twisting the lid of the jar of snacks that had just been removed from a whole plastic packet, Rose deliberately did not let her gaze linger on Lion for long. Neither did she deny the accusation based on the 'truth'. It was Rose, and she had no intention of simply wishing for time to turn back to fix her empty knowledge. If Rose hadn't brought Esmeralda to the main room and sent Zever into a tizzy. Maybe she wouldn't have been hounded by her own thoughts about Theo waiting in the living room and her accompanying her husband on the hack. Last time Rose had told her everything. All about the problems they had to face together. And just like that—there wasn't much of a response from Rose after she ended her long string of sentences. Theo was silent, but Rose was sure he had processed all the information well.
"Can you, Theo?" repeated Rose. Without specifying an answer she wanted to understand what Theo was thinking. Theo's silence was like ice until the atmosphere in the room changed. "Theo ...." "We can't predict what problems will happen in the future." "Yes, I'll try not to put you in any danger. But I can't promise." "I'm talking about you. Not me." To not put her in danger. Rose didn't think that was what she meant. "I know. I can take good care of myself." "But you didn't even dodge when I shot you." Rose parted the blanket between them. Her gaze fell to where she had fired hot lead at Theo. Already back to full skin, the scars were invisible—perhaps Travis had given them an elixir. Some of the wounds on Theo's body weren't as gruesome, except for the part where the shredded wound merged with a fold of flesh. "I didn't dodge, because I knew you weren't a danger to me." "It just looks that way, doesn't it? In fact, I put m
Rose never looked away from the sleeping face in front of her. Theo had said he wanted to sleep, and he did just that after their intimacy ended. The intimacy while Theo was awake was exciting, but what was unforgettable was that Theo held Rose almost tightly, never once releasing the embrace until all Rose could do was stay still. Occasionally she would have to wail at Dara's figurine. Rose imagined how if Dara hadn't had such a bad experience, maybe she would have seen what a happy man her husband was without having to carry guilt for almost the rest of his life. Rose understands that Theo might be carrying all the wounds, especially Verasco's denial of his existence. And it was Theo who had to bear every bit of pain that Zever should have. Rose had already found the answer to the very first question posed to Theo. She had once hurt the palm that now often caressed her, when she lost Oracle and caused Theo to come face to face with Bouldog. Rose questioned why Theo didn't sh
"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