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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Looks like you want me to enter you."
Rose glared and then moved away. Because of Theo's words, she failed to reach the cell phone back there, even though Rose could have gotten it in an inch. The man was really becoming a big problem. "Crotch aside, I don't think there's anything wrong with your brain." A sardonic snicker accompanied Rose's sentence. What a way to think! Theo liked it. With Rose, that was all he could think about. Every encounter they had had so far had been based on a one-sided physical attraction-Theo absolutely adored Rose's body. "You remind me of something." His grin equaled a 30-degree angle. Theo quietly slipped his hands into his pants pockets. He forgot to check the activity on Rose's cell phone. What was so important that she was so busy. He pulled out the flat object that was the source of the problem. Theo paused, watching something he'd never imagined. He felt like destroyRelated chapters
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"You sure you're going to do it yourself, sir?" Lion shuddered as he watched Theo sharpen the Cold Steel Recon 1, one of his most deadly self-defense weapons, a folding knife. "I can accompany you, sir." "No need." A cold aura radiated freely from his master's adonis face. Lion lowered his head, used to rejections like the one he had just received. "Is there any special report from the Amerald regarding the headquarters and subsidiary companies?" "Nothing, sir. Maybe in the next three days Amerald will send the report." Theo stopped sharpening. The knife that had increased in sharpness was folded and put into his pants pocket. His movements continued to the firearms, picking up a few and tucking them under his clothes. Theo was ready to take action, from the latest tracking, Bouldog's location was at a club night located towards the southwest. "Keep reminding Amerald, don't accept any cooperation without my permission." Lion stared at his face for a moment. Theo tem
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"Say it quickly!" "I-I-" Charlotte stumbled at the sharp touch, whose coldness was debilitating. The man's casanova appearance masked the reality of how dangerous a bait Charlotte had underestimated. She did want Theo's hot body. But the pay wasn't worth the threat, Charlotte didn't expect Theo to backfire on her. "Don't be too hard on women. I know because of Magdalena... you generalize them all." The pressure of the knife in Theo's hand relaxed slightly when Sean's voice caught his attention. What kind of coincidence would Sean explain? The man's sudden arrival could not be said to be the same if not the plan of a passion. "Let Charlotte go, T. I told her to bait you, to prove whether or not you could be interested." Sean looked at the back that was still behind him. Until then, the charade would be Sean's life journey over anything directly related t
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Need something for the pain, but the killer is us. -Markus F- ________________________ A sobbing sound and a small hug brought Rose back to consciousness from a deep sleep. She tried to digest the situation that she didn't understand. What was wrong, why was she in a different place after falling asleep on the sofa. Someone moved her? Who? There was no one else in this residence except for her and Oracle. Rose had no history of Somnabulism or sleepwalking. How could she suddenly wake up with her body on the bed. Oracle .... Anxiety invaded her senses as she recalled the child's name. Where was he? Rose's movements were restrained as she tried to get up. She had been lost in thought for so long that she had forgotten her body was being held by small hands. "Hey, Oracle," Rose said frantically. Worry changed her position in an instant. "What's wrong?" she asked as she pulled Oracle's body into a hug. "I'm so sorry, Mommy." The apology that fell from Oracle's lip
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"I want you. Now." Theo opened his mouth... his wet tongue began to wander wildly from the base of her shoulder to the inside of her neck. There was an audible gasp as Rose's harsh curse came out. That said, Theo likes the way Rose doesn't want him. "Give me all of that." By 'all' Theo meant whatever Rose could give him right now. All of it. Without exception. He wanted Rose for everything. "I'm totally need you, Sugar. I can't take it any longer, this desire is getting stronger." Theo's fingers slipped behind her back, about to unclasp her bra. However, his actions were blocked by the blessing of the master. "No way!" Rose firmly rejected the seduction in the form of a request. "Take it off!" she commanded as she jerked away Theo's touch. What a shameless man. Bastard! Looking for a big advantage, Rose raged inwardly. "Stop!" This time Rose switched to
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In the middle of their respective activities. From outside, someone rang the apartment bell. Who is it? Rose's head was filled with questions and unfamiliar thoughts. She wasn't used to having visitors this early in the morning. If anything, it was just Marry dropping off snacks for Oracle. Was Rose supposed to open the door for whoever was out there? "Oracle, wait a minute, okay? Mommy wants to see who's here." Rose washed her soapy hands and turned to look at Oracle. "Okay, Mommy. Uncle T will keep me company here." Only a faint smile was given. The rest of the time Rose left the two in the kitchen. This time she made sure Theo wouldn't follow her at Oracle's request. Rose sighed. Reaching the front, she silently brought one eye to the doorway, trying to figure out who was waiting. "What the hell is he doing here!" growled Rose impatien
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Rose had to admit that Theo was quite different by remaining silent when their position was intact. The last sentence from her was ignored, the man was busy sniffing Rose's body scent. Deeply nuzzling the surface of her flat stomach. "Take a shower." Rose played with the black hair warmly. She smiled as Theo looked up at her. "Take a bath with me?" The ash bead drowned Rose deep in the warm ocean. She pursed her lips as she pulled Theo's facial skin wide to the side. "I'm old enough to bathe by myself. Hurry up...." A faint shake of Rose's head brought her to fall on her back on the bed. Theo's thirsty face and the man's large fingers began to dig into a t-shirt depicting a black bear, just like Theo who was currently resting on top of her. "I told you to take a shower, Theo. Not—" Rose was silenced by the tongue thrusting into her mouth. The sound of a wet sniffle trails off—a greeting of desire igni
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Slowly Rose's eyelids slipped from their valves. The same Theo stared, silhouetted against each other in the mirror—Rose was lost in the seduction of the locking gray bead. "I was thinking of Oracle. He knows I don't like wearing earrings. Deliberately gifted me earrings so I'd wear them," Rose replied, successfully drawing one of Theo's eyebrows up high. "He's here, isn't he? Why don't you go straight to him." Theo's baritone voice whispered softly. Comparable to the smile on Rose's lips that curved again-this time briefly and too faintly. "He's back home ...." "Home?" Rose's body was slightly freed as Theo moved his face away from the crook of her neck. "Yes. Axe came to pick him up earlier." One step away she found Theo moving backwards. "Strange. Oracle came home because he was afraid of me, right? Did I hurt him too much?"Theo's quiet tone disturbed Rose's mind. She scrutinized the few times Theo's expre
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Rose didn't care how the swaying bed jerked like a violent swinging shock. She maximized each powerful gallop like a giant crashing into the earth. Theo's body was a soft target for her feet. The man moaned in a submerged voice. Yet, also with pleasure... sometimes asking Rose to move from one spot to another. "Up again, Sugar. Up to the shoulders." Rose chuckled, still doing everything Theo wanted. One foot stomped even harder on her husband's hot, sexy shoulders. "That's it," Rose said. One leap ended the earthquake on the surface of Theo's body. She flung herself down beside the sleeping man. "You said you will give me back my gift box!" "I need to know. Who gave you the gift?" "Oracle. Here, give it back quickly." Rose's arms extended to pull the red velvet box in Theo's grasp. Their positions were in sync, both using their arms as a fulcrum to lift their chests. "Let me open it." Theo's large fingers separa
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"No, you don't. You had your fill of acting like a baby last night." Rose ruffled the remaining strands of hair that still dangled over half of Theo's face. She looked down, searching for the most comfortable spot to strike. "Ouh, Sugar ...." A contrived hiss. Rose knew that no matter how much she clenched her teeth, it wouldn't give Theo much leverage. "Let go. I have to meet, Axe." "You son of bitch. I hope you don't leave before I get back." The chances of escape were slim in the conditions Rose had to face. She wasn't going to waste it, deliberately hunting her nimble footsteps leaving Theo alone lost on the bed. Rose reached for the doorframe. The hinges clicked after she positioned herself facing the man who had been calling impatiently. "You're taking so long." The stifled protest from the owner of the deep, raspy voice uploaded a barely perceptible smile on Rose's lips. "Sorry, Axe. I h
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"Open your eyes, Theo." The throbbing was still as loud as it had been the first time Theo had spoken. Rose's heart and head were fighting each other. Each fighting for the space that overlapped the boundaries she had created for herself. In between came a strange feeling, which Rose could not organize into a symphony. She was a jumbled mess of randomness. Should have reconsidered Xelle's sentence a moment ago, was it true that Rose was trying to stay with someone who made her get lost in her own feelings? .... No, she wasn't. Rose didn't want to be confused by all that reality. As far as possible, she separated the things that shouldn't be lodged in the deepest corner of her heart. Towards a kind of choice which is the most appropriate to win Rose's sanity. She didn't want to be conquered. "Wake up. Get up, Theo!" Rose squeezed the clay muscles in her husband's arm. Turning the curled up body to face the ceiling of the main room. "T
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"What conclusion?" A look of unequal color narrowed sarcastically. Rose's face was lifted a little roughly until she looked up and stared at each other. "It's so bad that even saying his name scares Oracle. And you say he didn't mean it?" Xelle's whisper was like a spark of fire. Quite disturbing if Rose had to admit it. She brushed off the lingering link of fingers, though Xelle's actions were not hurtful. "Theo didn't mean to. I was the one who misplaced the Oracle in our midst," Rose argued, not realizing how the blind finally blinked. "You're defending him, Rose?" Rose swallowed harshly. The glint in her eyes flickered quickly. "I'm not. It's just that you don't understand. I told you, that Theo did that out of his control. He had a nightmare last night." Rose held back the lump in the back of her throat. "You know I love Oracle, Axe, he's my son too. But please don't make a mess here. I've seen my husband hurt enough times. Not anymore. P
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"Oracle, are you sure you want to go straight home? Not wait for Om T to wake up first?" Oracle's rejection firmly dispelled the offer Rose had repeatedly made. Rose's breath rushed out, lips pressed together thinly. She contemplated everything that had not and would happen. In front of her, from a distance Rose had guessed what Xelle's reaction would be, if the blue bruise on Oracle's conspicuously elastic bandage—covered wrist caught the heterochromia's eye. As slow as a leaf combing Rose changed position. Towering high, she awaited the quick approach of the one who was now beside her. "Daddy." The thin curve of the lips responded to Oracle's greeting. A neat knit of eyebrows rose with Xelle's sharp eyes scrutinizing. He took a deep look at Rose's face, then turned back to the first focal point. His large body knelt down, light as a feather to reach for Oracle's small fingers—noticing carefully the cloth wrapped densely... breaking the suspi
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"Travis." Rose pushed her way in, making the man behind the ledger jump. "Sorry, Travis. I was in a hurry." "What is it, Miss?" The light question came after Travis closed the thin sheet marked with a string. "Do you have any painkillers or anything to treat the bruises on Oracle's hands? Theo just had a nightmare and accidentally did this to him. I'm scared if anything happens." Travis's eyebrows shot up. "Mr.T just had a nightmare?" he asked. In stark contrast to Rose's haste. Travis was too calm to notice the extent of the bruise. "No need to worry, miss. You'd better see the master, I'll treat him." Travis smiled. She hesitated between refusing or agreeing. Rose glared at Travis and Oracle's faces in turn. She blinked. "Are you sure there's nothing to worry about?" "Yes, Miss. I can handle it. You should see the master. He may need you." Stunned, considering things from all angles. Rose finally sighe
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"Uncle T, you hurt me. Let me go!" "Uncle T!" Rose tried to understand the situation in the dim room. Faint squeals of pain clashed in the air. Rose frowned, as the almost uninterrupted movement in its entirety pulled her closed brown eyes wide open. In front of Rose several black events were fully recorded, broadcasting the silhouette of a rough resistance along with a small body that was trying hard to pull himself out of the grip of the subconscious. Rose's heart hammered violently. All the chaos overlapped to form ornaments in her head. She took definite steps, quickly bringing half the darkness to light. And then some things that Rose couldn't digest properly, appeared in a heap, jolting her feelings. On that torture—like bed .... Oracle was completely unable to resist the strong grip that could be seen from the muscles digging into the surface of the large, clayey, man—sized arms of the person there. The
