"Dad was waiting for you from earlier, and here you are. All day in bed, not going to work and doing nothing. Why are you being lazy, Zever?"
Theo buried his face deeper into the bolster he was hugging tightly. Verasco's string of sentences added weight, making the dizziness spread further in his head. Verasco was wrong. Not a day, but half a day at the office with a condition that never improved, forcing Theo to return to the mansion without doing any work, other than staying on the bed and hoping the nausea would go away soon. He wanted to neutralize himself by trying to sleep. However, the symptoms that attacked him and the feelings that thrashed him a few days ago couldn't stop tempting him to stay awake. Theo missed Rose. He really did. Rose's scent, body and voice far away almost drove him crazy. Moreover, Verasco's sudden arrival seemed to take alThe reflection of the body in front of the mirror showed a great revelation. There was a small creature, which had grown long enough to become a part of her body and life. Rose smiled briefly as the strokes on her flat stomach created a warm sensation. She took a deep breath, slowly coming to terms with her chaotic state, though she never expected to be caring for her flesh and blood alone. Rose had thought she really had the same fate as Bridgette, who had to endure pain. Searching for direction so desperately, and unable to control her feelings of devastation and disappointment. They should have been different. Rose convinced herself not to fall into the trap of wanting to end her life. Bridgette's screams when she found out the truth - she was pregnant from Xelle's rape, still lingered in Rose's mind. she didn't want it to end with her. It was enough that in the hospital she acted like a fo
The one month that Rose had promised, was almost at the end of the day. Sooner or later, no matter what, Rose would have to convince the Oracle of one fact, which he had rejected for the countless number of times as untrue. For a moment Rose was stunned. Not a little she felt... when Oracle was with her, another threat would come to trap the child in an unpleasant situation. She really did. Rose was afraid that something would happen again. It was enough that once and for all she had encountered a painful incident, where Oracle was held hostage. The rest of the time Rose didn't want it to happen again, let alone for her to act recklessly towards others just because Oracle was out of her reach. Theo... the man who was the victim of the rampage. Long time no see Rose was sure the stab wound she gave the man had healed far from anything.
Three weeks of letting ego triumph over longing was like forcing Theo to fall to the bottom of a cliff-there were so many bushes wrapped around him that he couldn't fight back. Theo sat motionless in front of his laptop. Day after day, he could only monitor Rose's movements from the hacked CCTV. The soundless video presented in front of him, sometimes haunted Theo to do one thing - go and meet her, even though it never happened. He still waited for Rose to call him, just to hear the tenderness that had become his addiction. Still waiting, no matter how easy it was for him to hack into Rose's cell phone, just to water a little bit of the dryness in his heart. Still faithfully waiting, no matter if his patience was fruitless. The woman who was so expected never lived up to expectations. Everything was beyond reason. Supposedly, having come this far, what else did Theo hold on to from his
Preparations that have gone so far, nurturing hope for those who have struggled, against the nature of the clause—some are covered in blood, some are nurturing pus to the point of kneeling, scratching just to be happy. In simple terms, fate has measured the extent of one's survival by creating two crazy elements between transit and separation ... when choosing one, others will call it selfishness. However, when choosing both, there are not a few who say it is hardship. Like today, exactly one month after the promise Rose made. She was going to present a sweet surprise to her friend, after experiencing the Oracle's rejection. Rose had succeeded. Now the boy was ready. More than ready when he heard the news of being picked up. Even now he was standing a few meters from the doorway, facing straight out. The smiling face with its impatient look really made Rose look like a lucky human being who was presented with a beautif
"Rose, thank you again. I don't know what my life would be like without your help." Bridgette hugged tightly the body of the beautiful woman, who was currently returning her warmth. "You're welcome," Rose whispered as she gently rubbed up and down Bridgette's shoulders. "Tell me, in what way should I repay your kindness?" Not only Xelle, Bridgette also could not help but make sure her voice sounded so bitter. She couldn't bear to take Oracle from Rose. But what to do? Bridgette had no choice. If she left Oracle with Rose, the child would lose a complete family figure. Bridgette also didn't want to drive Xelle and Oracle apart again, as she had done in the past-hiding Oracle's true identity, causing great conflict between her and the man who was now her husband. Bridgette had separated father and son since Oracle was still in the womb. She didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past. And if tru
Come. Save me, before I fall too far. ________________________ After a long silence behind the door of Rose's room, waiting for the farewell presented in front of him to completely disperse. Theo stepped out swiftly to fill the silence, following the whereabouts of someone who was now submerged by the body of the sofa. Theo thinned his lips, his fingers tightening on the headrest of the sofa where Rose had her back. The gray gaze that had been aiming at Rose sharply, turned shady as he witnessed for himself how that frail body curled up, holding back grief with a half-empty gaze—completely unaware of his presence behind. "Oracle." The murmur was unconsciously racing to make Theo realize something. Rose looked more like alabaster, which had to be treated well or it would break into pieces. Theo's exhale aired softly. Without saying anything he straightene
Theo lifted her face. His touch moved upward, getting closer until it touched the collar of the shirt that hung perfectly around Rose's neck. He murmured in satisfaction, managing to slip the fabric that hid that beautiful body to be freely exposed. "So sexy." Theo focused his gaze on one point. The sculpture he had been longing for really made his unable to look away. He looked down again, wanting to savor the skin of the chest that was puffed forward. "Pervert!" "Get off me!" Rose pushed, pushing away Theo's face that was so close. The thirsty gaze that the man was showing really made Rose lose her mind. They had just met, and Theo already wanted to touch her. What was that man thinking! "I'm not wrong. You are indeed a perverted version of Oracle. Very perverted! Not even worthy of being considered an Oracle." This time Rose pulled the soft black hair bac
Are you here for me at all? ________________________ "I told you not to pay that debt, but you still did!" Rose twisted Theo's body as the men who were not expected to be there left, leaving them glaring and pointing at each other. A heartfelt atmosphere was burning wildly between them. One particularly peaceful face seemed to freeze, staring at Rose with a soulless gloom. Rose moved backwards as step by step, the human who often changed his attitude for no reason approached. It continued like that until Rose's body jerked against the wall behind her quite hard. Rose could not say anything, when she felt a hand brush her hair back. The face was indeed too cold, but the touch was the complete opposite-so gentle and careful. "Several days ago, I was so mad at you. No, not only you gave me back my money without my permission." "But I felt that you insult
Loud howls filled Rose's senses almost all the time. She had locked the room. Her face was buried under the pillow, but Theo deliberately let Esmeralda roam the mansion. Occasionally the baritone's voice even chuckled in her ear. They seemed to be very close and perhaps Rose should have given Theo a warning not to make a single disturbing sound. Rose let out a long sigh letting her footprints rest on the cold marble. Step by step she walked out reaching out and pressing down on the doorframe then pulling the frame inwards, that second at the same time Theo's body fell along with Esmeralda who bit the man's forearm. There was no pain, because what Rose found was that Theo was enjoying Esmeralda's treatment. It actually reminded Rose of the first time she was reunited with a Siberian husky and the first time Theo found out Rose was pregnant. She smiled wryly at the thought of those days. If their baby had been saved, her stomach would have swelled up. "You and your wif
"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