The scene before Rose added more and more unexpected parts that she had to underline as important. The residents of the mansion, some of them in charge of the core, and the ones Rose was most familiar with were gathered in one room full of howls. Among them, Esmeralda on the sofa with her own special appearance always snatched the lyrics of the song Lion was singing. Several knick-knacks were attached to the husky's body, a conical hat with stripes and a mix of bright colors was attached to the head that looked up high whenever her howl would dominate the situation.
Everything that appeared before Rose was, yes, quite pleasant. But what never ceased to attract her attention was only one .... Theo who chose to sit on the single sofa. The man's gaze looked amused almost squinting as well as a smile that faintly appeared and disappeared. Theo's one free hand rested on one leg. The forefinger separated from the thumb attached under the jaw smothered his own lips. Theo never looke"You have no control over other people's lives. And that distaste you glorify, has nothing to do with me. You know we hardly ever get along, so please don't make a big deal out of a small matter. I went with Lion, not another man. You're also an adult, so you should be able to tell the difference, Theo.""If you're going to make me the target of your tantrums. I'd better go back to my room." Rose ended her string of sentences with a deep breath. Arguing over something that wouldn't do their relationship any good was pointless. She needed to isolate herself, wait for Theo's annoyance and weirdness to subside. "I'm not done yet." Rose's wrist was caught. Theo held her back. A piercing stare seemed to strip Rose naked and comb through her decision to leave. "What else is unfinished?" Such was Rose's statement, at her side Theo also loomed—ready to intimidate on other matters regarding their relationship. "Sorry, sir. The
Rose stammered. Once she looked down ... things were no longer the same. The sound of Verasco's heavy fists and cries soared into the background. Theo jerked his father's face hard. "What has this old fart done to you?" He spoke with restrained anger. "Answer me, Rose!" And snapped with his neck muscles flexing everywhere. Once Rose's arm was gripped, there was no longer any silence that Rose could maintain. She tried to pull herself free from the wrath that had completely overtaken Theo to the point that not a shred of patience was lost. "You're hurting me, Theo." Rose complained. The poor decision regenerated the pain even more. "Answer me. What has this old fart done?" Theo's question never changed. The sharp ashen gaze contained a wrenching blade. "Nothing. Your father just slapped me." Theo almost complained. Rose's arms were pulled and shaken together. "I'm not stupid, Rose. Tell me or this will end very
"Theo!" The vague movements of the middle-aged man were almost non-existent. Just to highlight what Verasco looked like, Rose was incapable. She acted quickly, grabbed Theo's body and placed her face on her husband's massive back. "Stop it. Please stop." Rose whispered. Theo's breathing rumbled violently, the big shoulders moved. The sound of a pounding heartbeat reached Rose's ears. Theo's anger could turn many things upside down. Rose was grateful that her actions had gradually stopped Theo from the most fatal madness. She would not let Theo go, before distance separated her husband and the nearly unconscious Verasco. "Anthony will take care of your father. Now we go back inside, okay?" It wasn't as easy as Rose said. As long as he wasn't satisfied... Theo would never stop. His fingers reached for the cold object hiding under the black T-shirt he wore. The sound of the cock was ready to explode the face full of thick red liquid.
It was a chaotic mess that had been set in stone. Rose had to leave Verasco and leave the middle-aged man's pain to Anthony, in order to catch up with her husband's distant steps. Theo's massive body entered the main gate of the mansion, not once looking back. At least reconfirming the debris of destruction that was scattered there. Rose quickened her pace, counting every one of Theo's departures that could cause a high wall to rise between them. Where Theo was headed, Rose knew he had no intention of retreating to the master suite. Undeterred by that fact, Rose's common sense began to take a backseat. She didn't want to be left behind and end up with a wasted effort. What else would Theo do but shut himself away when the only place he could go was his own personal space. "Wait, Theo," Rose interrupted. Theo had already reached the doorknob and pushed the frame with the deep carved lines, while she was still far enough away to force her way
"Sorry, I don't mean to be presumptuous, but I can't debate this with you, Miss. You'd better go back to your room or else Mr. T's anger will never cease, for all I know here he is also blaming you." That's right. Rose knew full well Theo was clearly blaming her...as he had emphasized from the start—anyone, including Rose would accept the risk rather than the bruises she was trying to hide. "If I leave, what about Theo?" "Take it easy, Miss. It's not the first time he has done that." Rose looked away for a moment. Staring at how far she could reach Theo and the whole space that even the dividers were already in sight. "I'm afraid Theo will do something bad." No matter how hard Rose tried to ignore the conflict. Still the sound of wrath from inside cut her a little. When will Theo stop the chaos, Rose wondered anxiously. She smiled bitterly. Finally relenting, she chose not to look back at the splatter. "When Theo cal
Rose was not wrong to call Theo a big baby. Some days his attitude was uncontrollable. Other times everything in the man became something Rose couldn't have predicted correctly. One night the last time Theo spoke, the next Rose had to call for help from the people of the mansion to carry her big baby to their room. And right now, the anger was at an all-time high. Coincidentally, Rose, who was awake first, had to witness how Theo's breath roared harshly. There were some parts implied that the exhale was choked. Not knowing why Theo was in such distress, Rose felt the tightness. She shook her head faintly... half getting up to gently touch the surface of the face that seemed to look innocent when Theo's gray eyes were closed. Not wanting it to last too long, Rose moved quickly to grab her pillow. Quite carefully lifting the back of Theo's head, deliberately setting the soft object a level higher to stimulate the smooth supply of air in and out through
The door opened. Rose turned to find her husband entering with a towel wrapped around his hips. The remaining water dangling from the ends of his hair fell over Theo's broad chest, making the man look fresh in the onslaught of tantalizing heat. Theo approached... Rose thought he would accept whatever she would give him. Next thing she knew the annoying creature was searching for his own clothes—tossing the unwanted hanging fabric aside. Then pulled out a light blue shirt and darker colored tie to put on. "I already picked out this one, why take the other one?!" She really couldn't think. Rose noticed the extent to which Theo would stay with her. The appearance of the body with its back to Rose was almost perfect. All that was left was the tie that seemed to have forced Theo to focus too much. Rose chuckled, taking a thousand steps around... facing the downcast face. "I'll do it." She stood slightly on tiptoe to take her share of The
While her husband's big body is no longer visible. Rose had to swallow the bitter pill of a futile decision to break Theo's silence. She didn't know how else to try. Rose didn't understand, she was tired. Even in the presence of Beatrace and the others, Theo considered her something invisible. Overlooked. Even more so never glancing at her at all. "I've already fed myself as a fish. Are you sure you don't want to be the cat, Theo?" asked Rose desperately. Theo's position was still as before. Sleeping on his back with the blanket not coming off his curled up body. "Theo." Rose's fingers unconsciously landed on the surface of the arm bordered by thick fabric. With just a flick of the hand from the inside, Rose's spontaneity instantly pulled away. She clasped her own fingers. They were quite far apart in age. Theo should have been more mature to compensate for Rose's attitude, which was sometimes out of line. However, quantity does not fully det
"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