"You chose me to serve you tonight. You know how I work, don't you, sir?"
Rose in her matching red dress walked over to the client who was currently staring at her hungrily. What man could miss the sight of such a beautiful woman in front of them? No one.That's what a mature man—over 35 years old0—did, after the nightclub owner brought Rose to him, the prima donna who was always chosen to serve VVIP guests.By now they were already in the room after going through some procedures and signing the employment contract. The important point is that there is no physical contact between flesh and flesh. Rose will only carry out her duties according to the principles she has held since entering the nightlife, blow jobs.If any client violated the agreement, Rose would not hesitate to break their jaw. The beautiful woman was not only sweet but she could also take good care of herself and that was the reason why Rose dared to peg her decision to not let men touch an inch of her body."I know, beautiful. I'm just curious how your mouth feels. All my business partners adore you."Rose was famous for her mouth service skills, she had really practiced in the past few years."You'll give me a bonus after this."It was true what Rose said. After the job was done, she got a big bonus, many times over. Rose's wet tongue kept her clients satisfied, as well as the tenderness Rose offered. No wonder why Rose was rewarded with money in one hand.Ah! Rose was so happy. After this she would go shopping for a few things as well as have dinner with her lover, who had been very busy lately. It was okay, Rose understood. She's not a possessive woman who needs to hear from her loved ones all the time.***"Sean, are you sure you want to marry me? Don't you know that my work is inversely proportional to your life?" asked Rose as they sat facing each other with the food already served in front of them.The question that came out of Rose's lips again made Sean chuckle in displeasure. How many times must Sean say that he didn't care about the status between them. Sean was rich, that was a given. As a CFO (Chief Financial Officer) a treasurer in one of the companies engaged in the nuclear field. It didn't make Sean think of marrying a woman who had a job equal to his, because Sean had already made his choice on one woman.The woman he had been dating for a whole year. Even though the lover, Rose, the beautiful and sweet woman who was currently looking deeply at Sean, was just a night worker who had to struggle for food to support herself and a child who was so dear to her. But no matter what, Sean would still treat Rose well."Love never looks at status. I can honor you as a woman only, that's enough, Rose. You're mine. I love you just the way you are," Sean replied.How clever of his lips to utter seduction. Today he was spitting out sweet words, even though one week ago he had just made love to a man. Sean did love Rose. However, that didn't mean he had to limit himself from what he had become accustomed to. Talking about Rose was not like talking about Theo who he had known for about nine weeks, the two people were clearly different, they had their own place in Sean's heart."But I'm afraid of not being accepted-""Unacceptable to whom? We're both single, no one will forbid you to be with me. Do you understand, darling?" Sean stroked Rose's beautiful face so that the woman who was currently looking at him stopped showing a sad look. Rose was so beautiful, it was a shame to be moping around like that."Yes, I understand." Rose smiled as she usually did. A strong woman like her would not stay in sadness for long. There were many things that Rose had to do, not just thinking about how the relationship between her and Sean.Rose had Oracle. At least for now she had something to do with her beloved son, before tomorrow night she would return to the hot activities of her main job."Eat a lot, because after this we're going out again." Sean smiled warmly as he shoved a piece of stick into his mouth."Well, where to?"Being a lover who hardly ever enjoyed Sean's company, made Rose enthusiastic to the point that some of the guests around her looked at the woman strangely. Rose could only grin in front of Sean holding back the embarrassment that was currently reaching the top of her head."Sorry," Rose said a little misbehaved being noticed like that by people.Then she and Sean refocused themselves on the banquet ahead. After finishing, they immediately left the restaurant by continuing the journey to the place that Sean asked Rose.And Rose chose CN Tower as their destination. It seemed like it would be great to see the beautiful view of the city of Toronto, Canada, at night with the lights shining from a height of 436 m or about 1,430 feet. It's not often that Rose gets an opportunity like this. She wasn't going to waste it. Sean was a busy man, hard to meet."Come on, we have to get on the elevator quickly, there will be a line."So excited Rose pulled Sean's hand into a squ
"How could you fool me, Sean."Theo stared intently at Sean's blue bead once they were in the same room together. Theo had been following Sean wherever he went, including when Sean took Rose back to the apartment.Theo wanted to ask for an explanation as to what Sean meant by cheating on him, even though the man himself offered to be the cure for Theo's pain towards Magda. But it was Sean who lit the fuse to hurt his feelings."You know I don't like traitors," Theo continued as Sean only silently looked at him with an unreadable look."I never betrayed you, T. Rose was the victim of our relationship.""Fuck you, Sean. How long has your relationship with that woman been?""One year."F*ck!Theo cursed knowing the truth. Sean was too much, how could he play with the relationship between the three of them like this. Theo knew very well how it felt to be betrayed, Rose would be very disappointed if she found out what her lover had done."Yesterday you demonized Magda, now you are not much
"Once at the park, as long as Mommy has something to do. Oracle should not go far to play. Okay?" Rose spoke as she focused on finding a vacant lot to park the car. She had been forced to bring Oracle along during the meeting to discuss the employment contract, because she had promised the child to take him out for some fresh air. "Yes, Mommy. I got it," Oracle exclaimed excitedly. The adorable boy was very attentive. He was a smart boy, not one to trouble Rose or anything like that. "Good boy. Now let's get down." Rose helped little Oracle unbuckle the seat belt. Looking at the crowd in the park. Rose realized something, it seemed like she picked the wrong place, but what the hell. For this client, she wasn't under the thumb of the boss at the bar where she worked. This offer came from someone who strongly refused to have direct contact with the leader of the free workers alliance, preferring to make eye contact with the service provider herself—the reason why Rose chose the park
"Mommy, is that Aunty Bri?" asked Oracle as his eyes caught a beautiful familiar figure in the distance. As for Rose, she turned her head quickly at the mention of Oracle's name. A little incredulous Rose saw her friend here, with a man who-wait a minute... wasn't that man the one who saved Oracle yesterday? What a coincidence that they met! Oh, Rose must remember to thank him. But Rose had no time to think about approaching them. It turned out that Oracle had first run, shouting happily, towards the two people who were together there. "Aunty!" shrieked Oracle, already leaving Rose far behind. Of course, yesterday's events were enough to make Rose wary. She quickly ran after Oracle and witnessed firsthand how Oracle embraced the beautiful woman called 'Aunty Bri'. "I've missed you so much, Aunty!" "I really miss you," Oracle continued once their hug was broken. "You still remember me?" That soft, half disbelieving voice made Rose smile slightly. She was happy to see the twinkl
After an impromptu meeting with Bridgette that was never expected. Now Rose is back on her way to the bar where she works. There is an unnamed client that Rose wants to serve.Rose felt strange, but hearing the fantastic fee—she decided to cancel the unsigned contract. The money could add to Rose's savings, which were currently lacking to carry out a mission, a secret mission that had been kept tightly under wraps until now.Rose's car drove leisurely at a moderate speed. It was still afternoon, she had a few more hours of meetings with the mysterious client.As for Oracle, Bridgette had asked permission to be with her son for a while. Of course Rose didn't refuse. Brigette had full rights over Oracle. Besides, there was no way Rose could forbid mother and son to be together. Living alone made Rose understand the black and white of life.The half-hour journey finally brought Rose to her destination. There was already a special parking lot for Rose, so she didn't have to bother looking
"What the hell, Aiden? What kind of client are you throwing me at?!" Rose, emotions stirring in her head, entered without knocking the door to the privacy of a man who was currently sitting in a swivel chair, focused on the computer screen in front of him. Aiden. He was the owner of the bar and the one who always promoted Rose. They were 10 years apart in age. It was not presumptuous of Rose to call her boss by name. But Aiden himself asked for it. He didn't like Rose calling him with the frills that seemed respectful, because actually Aiden had feelings for Rose. He knew how Rose was. The woman he loved, never once glanced at him. Aiden knew Rose purely considered their relationship as 'superior and subordinate'. Nothing more. And he preferred to keep his feelings, which were growing day by day as Rose gave him her sweetest smile. "I knew you would come here, Rose. What's wrong, why are you so angry?" Aiden did his best to remain calm as he looked at Rose who was on fire.
"Why did you ask me to meet. Does Sean know?" asked Rose as she approached the man who had suddenly contacted her. "No, he doesn't. I have something to talk to you about Sean." The man looked at Rose sharply. His lips curled at the thought of the woman's hurt expression when she found out the truth he was about to reveal. "What?" "Sean and I have a deep connection. He's mine and I'm his." Theo was the one behind his meeting with Rose. This was just the initial plan. Theo wanted to see how Rose would react when he exposed his affair with Sean. But she laughed out loud at his revelation. Did Theo look like he was joking? No, he didn't. Theo himself was so sure his face was like a dry chamois, stiff. "You're this! Oh, my God. I know the burden of life is heavy, but if you want to joke around, don't do it like this. You make my stomach hurt." As much as possible Rose held back the laughter that was still audible. Theo is really ridiculous! She thought at this moment. "I'm not joki
"Leave Sean, then I'll get out of here!" Theo spoke back to Rose as his friend left them. What an idiot! Rose thought as she began to lose her temper. "You should leave Sean alone. He's my future husband, he proposed to me. We're getting married next year!" Like being doused in sewage, Theo's feelings were suddenly shattered by Rose's answer. Sean didn't say that he had proposed to Rose and was going to marry her. What was going on in Sean's brain? Why would he plunge Theo into sin if he ended up choosing another woman over him? "Now get out of my sight!" screeched Rose seeing Theo just silently absorbing fate. Theo blinked for a moment. Then he shook his head quickly, not wanting to give up. Just proposed, not yet down the aisle. Theo could still separate the two, even when they were married. "You're a whore. Don't expect Sean to marry you. You are like heaven and earth, never to be united." Theo was getting impatient, until the sentence he was holding back finally
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