"Now you know everything, right? Come back to me, will you?" Sean continued half coaxingly. He thinned his lips as his hand stayed in the air. Rose refused to be touched, even though he had told a big lie.
"If you're the one who saved me. How come I woke up in your mistress's place?" Rose was no fool who would believe without logical reasoning. Sean had lied before and it left her unconvinced. "It was because T hit me to get you away, as if he was a hero to you. You see this bruise?" Sean pointed at his own cheekbone. The bluish marks on his face had almost disappeared when he walked into the boxing ring, which he had come to after witnessing Theo's success in getting Rose away from the Humber River area that time. "He hit you, but you made no extra effort in preventing him from taking me away. Well done Sean, I'm proud of you. And don't think I want to come back, we're done. There's no way I'm giving"Mommy!" The Oracle's exclamation was the reason for Rose's distraction. She quickly rubbed her rough face, watching intently as Oracle's footsteps drew closer. Rose frowned. Slightly surprised at Oracle's fresh appearance. Her mind wandered as she noticed something also different about Theo. The man's hair was wet and a few strands had fallen down, truly sexy and seductive. "Oracle took a bath, Mommy," reported the little one who was now in front of Rose, looking so excited and happy. "Who's taking a bath? Why don't you wait, mommy said it would only take a minute," asked Rose as she knelt down, leveling her height with Oracle. "Take a bath with Uncle T. We're going for a walk. Is that okay?" Rose raised one eyebrow in displeasure. "No, Oracle. You can't go out with people you don't really know." Just knowing the name wasn't enough-Theo was still a stranger to her. "Bu
Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same. -It will rain - Bronu Mars- ________________________ "You're crazy! What are you doing?!" "I want to smash your face!" A slight yell did nothing to stop Rose's actions. She continued to press the knife down, not caring that Theo's grip continued to ooze thick red liquid. Anger was in her blood, the pain of thinking about Oracle's whereabouts made her unable to restrain herself. Her world suddenly collapsed at the thought of Oracle being taken by someone else. The child had once almost been a victim of kidnapping while they were in the park. Now Rose didn't know what to tell Bridgette about this reality? She didn't have the courage to be honest, especially since her chest felt tight against the loud thudding of her heart. What if something bad real
"Button it all the way down," he whispered sensually. One free hand reaching for Rose's fingers, Theo let the palm meet the skin of his chest. He felt a jolt of electricity as Rose offered no resistance. Rose blinked, snapping out of her trance. "You have hands, you can do it yourself." She tried to get out of the unusual situation that was suffocating her chest. Being this close made it almost impossible for her to breathe. But, Theo continued to hold Rose's body deeper. "I don't know who came and what happened to you," he said still with an intense gaze. "There's one thing you should note, if you want to cry, don't hold it in. Not every water, can break through the wall. Feeling you are very strong is the gateway to pain," Theo continued while wiping the corners of the eyes that looked wet. Asking Rose to button the shirt on his body was only part of the plan. Anything else couldn't be hidden, his instincts were too sensitive - trained by profession and self-protection. He had n
There was no response from Rose yet. She was still busy burying her face in the deepest part of Theo's neck. Rose didn't know what to say. On the one hand she was angry, on the other hand she felt she had done something bad when Theo didn't take into account her reckless actions. In terms of the advantage of Rose being weak, Theo should have been able to counterattack. Instead, he chose to calm her down. Truly, Rose was sorry. The matter of the Oracle's disappearance could have been resolved with a cool head, instead of involving emotions that multiplied and let anger be the main actor. Now there was a risk that blood would become a fresh fruit between them and a rancid scent would complement the rest of the mess. What should Rose pay for the spilled blood? Agreeing to Theo's earlier invitation? Rose's breath rushed out in a tingly sensation, until Theo could sense the desperation on the edge of restlessn
[That bastard must come before two hours from now ends]. Theo was calculating the time remaining 15 minutes since the benchmark threatening message was sent on Rose's cell phone. From the rolex watch in his hand, he was now focused on the dilapidated building that loomed before him. The hostage-takers (probably) Theo didn't know how many people were in there, it could be one, it could be a crowd, for sure they had prepared a strategy by choosing a remote old place. Very far from the modernization of the city, the building was too gloomy to be depressing. "What the-" Theo's tirade and steps stopped as his body crossed the threshold of the entrance. Indeed, not everything could be judged by the cover. The outside of this place looked shabby and neglected, in contrast to the inside which was filled with electronic circuits and other magnetic materials. The interior seemed specifically designed to trap anyone who dared to cross the bu
"Fine." "But take these cuffs off first." Only a human bored of life would actually agree to Bouldog's crazy offer. Inhaling carbon monoxide for that long would be suicide. Hell, maybe the next 30 minutes would see Theo collapse first before an hour of doing nothing in the tube. In hindsight, Bouldog should have made Theo fall more helplessly before making the offer, because when the handcuffs were open. He would not allow himself to be controlled like in the next building. "Do you think I'm a fool to just let you go?" Bouldog gave Theo a haughty look, then he chuckled very loudly. His captive was no ordinary person. To be able to trap him with such a well-orchestrated plan was an honor. He was looking forward to being praised by Mr. Alenjandro for a success. Unfortunately, Bouldog was too complacent. He didn't realize Theo was watching every curve of his face calculatingly.
What kind of virtue might influence one's life. One who is willing to sacrifice body and soul or one who dares to decide on whom his life is hung by invisible pleasures? Perhaps, had the chains that ensnared the soul been broken by luck, Theo would not have drowned in the helplessness that still shackles him today. The consciousness that should have survived, had wandered far beyond desire. And with that, one's hope was snatched away before the fertilizer sown worked as intended. "Hurry up and get some water." A faint, commanding voice from someone was faintly captured by the listener's senses. Theo had to get out immediately! He did everything he could to escape the darkness. The walls between him and reality were broken down with all him might. Nothing. Nothing happened except fatigue forced its way into his heart and mind. How much longer would Theo be trapped in the relentless circle of blackness? Two or three hours? What dose of anesthesia would keep him unconscious f
"You don't deserve to live!" cursed Bouldog unhappily. He darkened his eyes, then strode quickly towards the dangerous machine. With one press, the sound of the device operating filled the entire room. At that moment, an odorless and colorless gas raced into the target tube. Carbon atoms covalently bonded with oxygen atoms continue to invade someone in there. There was nothing Theo could do but hold his breath. He looked down with his hands clinging to the glass wall. Dying out of fresh air supply or dying of poisoning, both were difficult choices. What if Bouldog didn't want to stop the engine that continued to deliver risky gases? Theo really could no longer bear the feeling of suffocation when not a single bit of air reached his chest cavity. Nearly four minutes in, he was still trying to hold himself back from the dryness of his lungs. Damn it! To hell with carbon monoxide. Theo's
"Axe, stop your car." The car that had been provided since they arrived in Canada. What Rose had never imagined was that the car she was riding in would drive off into the forest. While the man in the driver's seat really had his heart set on getting there. A cold, sharp, unaccepting gaze met the heterochromia's bead. "Stop your car, Axe!" Rose turned to confirm exactly where they were going to dock. It was too far, and she was again jolted by the sudden stop of the car. "Why here?" asked Rose softly. Her attention was fully focused on a single denizen of the jungle. Firm, large, clawed features mirrored the creature that walked beneath the elder tree. Rose's mind shuddered at the thought of the beast becoming aware of their presence. "Get out!" Instantly Rose glared at Xelle in disbelief. "What do you mean?" "That wild tiger will make you die quickly. Now you can catch up with your dear husband." "Get out!" Rose wanted to inter
One counts first. The next two. Rose held her breath after obtaining the firearm. She froze in place as the instincts of a dominant man turned sharply to digest what had happened in the blink of an eye. Rose realized that piercing expression was not good for her. "Don't come any closer!" threatened Rose, bringing the muzzle of the gun to her temple. "Fuck! What are you doing!" Rose took a step back whenever Xelle tried to get closer. Rose's common sense really wasn't there. Not with her. "Stop your ridiculous behavior, Rose." Rose shook her head violently. She would rather end her life than wander aimlessly, shrouded in emptiness, shadowed by the guilt of having contributed to the loss of her husband's life. Rose couldn't hold on to anything. All was lost in the shuffle. "I'm warning you once again, Rose. Stop your ridiculous behavior!" No! Rose argued with a wet face. Trembling her arm steadily began to squeeze the trigger. A
Rose's fingers fiddled with her black wedding ring with a half-empty stare, she had just put it back on her ring finger. Rose didn't care, really didn't care about the fact that the ring wouldn't come off. In the new room and the smell of the room that was still so new she sank. Not to wait for the man who had said goodbye a moment ago, or because Rose wanted to. The first time she entered her new home. Rose was pestered with various troublesome things, which is why, she unpacked several red velvet boxes containing individual pieces of jewelry. Two necklaces. The first one she received that day. Before the big explosion—when she thought she had lost Theo. Then he'd come back with something surprising. Like a pendant of undulating curves, a form of life that truly gave Theo a chance at life. That's what Rose had hoped would happen to her. But instead, for how long Theo has not returned. Buried and identified by a gravestone. Rose exhaled rough air from her lips. The sec
"Where is Mommy going? Why won't we see each other again?" Knowing that such a question was not what Rose was expecting. "Home." She spoke almost choked up. One of the Oracle's eyebrows rose high at that. "But daddy says we can still see each other often." "Yeah, he's right," Rose corrected. Stupidly she had let it slip a little at first. "But then Oracle must always obey Daddy and Mommy Bridgette. We'll meet at another time. I don't know when." Rose finished the rest of the slump by towering over Xelle who was staring at her in understanding. A moment .... Not brave enough Rose glanced at the little girl beside the man who also offered Rose the distance to step out. She paused that decision, then affected to touch the top of Acampeliaz's head. "Can I have a little of your smile?" asked Rose. The twinkle in Acampeliaz's beady eyes rumbled with doubt. Rose noticed that Acampeliaz's little fingers were tightening. "Just a little. I'm not a
When she woke up, Rose was not confronted with a dark background with car headlights on. She was lying in a very cold place. The white and sterile decorations on the walls were a welcome change of pace. Rose gasped. Forcing herself awake, she found a pair of heterochromia beads staring at her. Much to her surprise, Xelle was there standing against the wall, releasing the folds of his arms from the clasp of his chest as one step made the decision to approach. "All your clothes have been prepared by Bridgette. It's been transferred to the jet. We're going to Canada today." Today .... This meant Rose had missed a night of leaving Theo at the funeral. She should still be there. Keeping Theo company, making a deal with him—either Theo comes back, or she goes along. But it hadn't all worked out. Rose hasn't gotten her answer yet. And her choice still hangs between a great dilemma. If she has to reach out to death, she should choose the right place. Toronto, Cana
"You want me to die or you to wake up, Theo?" The last option began to jolt Rose. Death was a shadow that offered her happiness. Whether that was true or not. If the second part won out over her stupidity. At least Rose wouldn't regret trying to find a way out of life's predicament. "Answer me, Theo. I'm not playing around, and I'm not threatening. Everything I had is gone, there's no reason for me to survive anymore." "Wake up. Get up!" Rose pounded on the slightly damp ground. She put all her energy into waiting for Theo to respond. However, she was only doing a useless job of buying up unhealthy ideas to replace the truth in her mind. At least right now Rose needed the reassurance that Theo would return, then she would undo the self-harm."Wake up, Theo." "Get up or I'll destroy your tomb!" Rose half turned on her knees slamming her arms together repeatedly. Rose was getting out of control as she tried to remove a pile of hardened soil
Rose couldn't take it if circumstances kept pouring everything she couldn't bear into her ego. She blamed Theo for the abyss he had offered her. Two near misses in close proximity. Rose would hold Theo accountable for what and who had happened to him. She turned around. Approaching some of Bridgette's paraphernalia left on the nightstand, she roughly grabbed the car keys. Rose waltzed into the doorway. Right at the meeting line she came face to face with the woman with the tray in hand. "Where are you going, Rose?" Bridgette asked with a look of astonishment on her face. Rose didn't care how she got past the woman who was more or less her size. She sprinted before Bridgette's shouts tried to stop her in her tracks. With a rush of breath Rose reached the house. The car lights came on and she hurriedly got into the driving seat. Rose stepped on the gas pedal so hard that Bridgette was left behind with despair. Maneuvering as madly as she could to get what she
"Rose, what are you doing? Dinner is waiting for you. It'll get cold." Only for a moment did Rose glare at Bridgette's presence. The rest of the time she returned to hugging her big doll without interest. "No, Bridgette, I'm still full." Rose spoke just as importantly. She wiped the water from the corner of her eyes, which had been seeping steadily ever since. "You have to eat. You'll get sick." The squeak of the door signaled the kind of action Bridgette was taking. She approached and sat on the edge of the bed. "Eat, Rose. Just a little bit. Or would you like me to bribe you?" Silence. Rose said nothing in reply. She pressed her face deeply between big jailen's fur. "Just a moment. I'll get dinner for you." Rose knew Bridgette was gradually breaking away. Bridgette's footsteps began to move away, surprisingly the faint, deep, hoarse voice at the door was heard very quietly. Rose turned her head briefly, and sure enough Xelle was there - f
"My photos? What do you mean?" This was something new that had not occurred to Rose. She had rarely if ever witnessed Theo taking pictures of anything, let alone her. And now Xelle seemed to be revealing her husband's secret. "How did you know my photos were there?" asked Rose still sprinkled with curiosity. "He said it himself when he threatened me. I thought it was important to move your photos before the laptop was taken over." "So you're saying Theo collects my photos?" "I don't know much. You can see for yourself if you want." Rose's gaze then shifted to the front. She no longer wanted to discuss anything. The afternoon skies was already on her mind. Italy and Milan held a myriad of memories with Theo. Rose was claustrophobic the further away she got. "After I pack my things, we can fly straight to Canada, right?" Once again Rose wanted to make sure. She managed to turn Xelle's facial expression slightly sharp. "Maybe tomorrow, Rose. Tonight Bridge