"Your child? I just fucked you. I dumped it inside, meaning our conception happened later."
That statement slapped some sense into Rose's head. Why hadn't it occurred to her that Theo's seed could have developed into a fetus. Rose didn't want to carry that man's flesh and blood. She had to do something before it was too late. Rose's eyes moved wildly reading the situation. She made a lunging movement when Theo looked unfocused. A chance to escape. Rose brought her feet to the hotel room floor, sprinting towards the doorway. She felt like swearing when the door wouldn't open. Her attempts to force her way out elicited a cold laugh from the side of the bed. There was no jingling, but the turning motion of the key in Theo's hand tempted Rose to come closer. Her feet were unconsciously carried towards the predator, who was silently preparing his pouncing tactics. Rose sI’ll make you safe, no matter where you are. -------------------------------- "Are you sure you want to do that again, sir?" Lion received only a nod after repeatedly confirming his master's decision. If that was the case, he was sure Theo's will was inviolable. "What if the great master finds out about this, sir? He'll be furious to see you rehashing past activities. You shouldn't need money for that." "Don't tell him this. You know my abnormal desires. I don't kill for money." Theo ended his sentence by raising his weapon, rechecking the ammunition that had just been loaded. Arriving in Italy. He entered the room where he used to operate. There were so many obsolete weapons that had been left neglected since Dara's departure. Now Theo had to restart something that was forced to end. Gun in hand, he stepped up to the round table. A cold, condemning atmosphere pervaded every corner of the room. Theo stared at the laptop monitor screen that showed several green dots, on
"I have nothing to do with you. Let go! Go away and leave me alone." Rose struggled violently, trying to pull back her hand that was still in his grasp. Bouldog's ruthless face really gave her no appetite for life, just as Theo's kind of human created a sense of unease every time she breathed. "What did you buy the pessary for?" "I've been seeing you with an asshole a lot lately. Did you give him the treasure that should have been mine?" Bouldog asked again. This time his gaze was probing. "If so, so what? It's none of your business. Let me go." Rose should not have told Bouldog the truth. The man's face turned vile. He had sworn on Binari's death-that he would take Rose after his sister, if what he wanted all along did not happen. If Rose wasn't his, no other man could have her. That vow was already pinned on the grave of the sister who left him first. Bouldog tightened his grip on Rose.
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 rise
Theo 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
Underneath the hiding place Rose's heart pounded violently. She couldn't understand how Theo could be so calm, while the man's heartbeat was Rose listening. She was a little jealous of Theo's skill in dealing with a tense situation. Verasco's presence was nerve—wracking when Rose thought she and Theo should be sharing their closeness in the presence of the man who had strictly forbidden their relationship. "What is this asshole doing?" "He's hacking into something?" There was a pause after Verasco's question aired freely. Rose hoped that Lion—who was probably still accompanying the middle-aged man—could give a plausible reason without being dishonest. It was dangerous if Verasco knew the truth about what Theo was doing secretly. "Yes, sir. Mr. T is indeed having a drop." Woe be to Lion. Rose could barely keep herself from swearing harshly. Lion was too... honest. "Hacking what?" "That I don't know, sir. You can probably ask Mr. T directly la
Waking up under the warm, soothing gaze of her husband's eyes seemed to lead Rose astray into the gray beads and thick fur that seduced her defenses. She closed her eyes again and nuzzled the surface of Theo's chest more closely. Inhaling the masculine scent that never faded a bit until the only thing Rose couldn't escape was that intoxicating fragrance. Rose deepened the sweep of her face in search of the most comfortable position, at least until Theo embraced her with his arms, but he did not. Theo gently grasped her dark brown hair, which felt just right as the man's large fingers sank between strands and then rubbed the back of Rose's head lightly. "Still sleepy, Sugar?" Theo's baritone voice was crisp as if the man had been preparing for a long time to ask her just one question. Rose pulled herself up onto Theo's body. Let her husband lower his head slightly, and she would look up to start the conversation. "You've been up since earlier?" That swee
Rose woke up amidst the silence passing through her body. She scanned the perimeter of the living room still sharing the same oxygen and other things that wouldn't change. Including her husband—Theo on the side sitting back with his beady eyes closed so calmly, as if unaffected by the slightest movement from Rose who had just removed the arm band around that solid and firm body. She didn't know the last time Theo had immersed himself in the deep sea between them. Rose only remembers the little part of her that couldn't hold on any longer, then fell asleep clinging to Theo's body. While her husband was busy drumming on the keys of the keyboard, occasionally rubbing the top of Rose's head–offering a nod to the drowsiness and heaviness in her eyes. Rose's gaze shifted momentarily to an object on Theo's lap. It looked like Theo's coding work had been completed. A horizontal green line almost a quarter full filled the empty box lengthwise on the monitor screen. Then Rose as
"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