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2024-10-29 19:42:56Punishment for the mistake of watching Rose's body was on the horizon. Lion would not go unpunished, even if he finally told the truth.
Whatever it was, consequences were consequences. Rose's body belonged to him. Only Theo could strip Rose naked by sight and touch. "Quickly get the knife and other necessities. I want you to slice all these onions to the same size. Not too thin, let alone too thick." Theo leaned in front of the pantry, watching Lion's every move on the bar counter, doing the job he was given. Occasionally Lion seemed to wipe his eyes. Sometimes the action lasted a long time. It made Theo sick to look at him. "I didn't ask you to stop." "Sorry, sir. I can't open my eyes." Lion tried for the umpteenth time, but the pain spontaneously closed the eyelids that were forced wide. The water in the corners of the eyes even melted a little. Lion could not help it. He woulRelated chapters
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Minutes after Rose had waited in the room, she finally sensed the arrival of another person. The man, the second client, seemed to step towards her while undoing the top two buttons of the polo shirt or collared shirt that was still attached to the body. Without saying anything the man sat on the edge of the bed, right next to Rose. The scent of his body and the chiseled European accent on his face really reminded Rose of someone. Rose's chest tingled a little just remembering the name she hadn't heard in a long time. How's that bastard doing? She asked herself. She wasn't. Rose shook her head vaguely. Why would she think about a man's condition, who clearly couldn't have done the same thing. "Shall we begin, sir?" asked Rose as she tied her hair back. "Of course. Do it for fast. Tomorrow I need to go back to my country." The client by the name of George pu
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"You hurt me, you fucking whore!" George pushed Rose's body away. He rose to his feet, towering over her with a haughty glare. "Is this what a high-priced whore looks like?" asked George sarcastically, then squatted down so close to Rose. His own, freed, was left hanging. "How can the owner of a nightclub here entrust the satisfaction of customers to a woman who only has a pretty face, but her skills are those of an amateur?" George grabbed Rose's jaw roughly. His lips snarled in annoyance when the woman he thought he could dominate put up a fight, shaking off his grip with a single squeeze. "Fucking bitch!" "How dare you fight me!" Rose stared at George's angry look without hesitation. The snarl had absolutely no effect whatsoever on the courage she possessed. Rose was not a weak woman, nor would she allow herself to be bullied by the haughty attitude of a man
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What is our love never went away? ________________________ "After this I will keep a close eye on you guys. The company's statistics must increase, at least stabilize without decline." "And you, James, I will not hesitate to fire you, if you once again fail to improve the company's finances." "Yes, sir. I will work harder." "Good. Now you may leave." The managers in each division bowed, walking away after facing Theo's fiery anger. Each of them had been assigned the additional task of evaluating and re-planning their divisions. Theo read their retreating movements, waited for the meeting room door to close, and then his attention turned to Amerald who stood by doing nothing. "Now pack up your things from here." "You're being transferred to a branch company as head of human resources."
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"Rose." Aiden's voice pulled Rose back to reality. The woman blinked. Then smiled slightly in response. "What is it, Aiden?" asked Rose curiously. "What are you going to do now that you know where George came from?" "Nothing. You heard earlier, I said I was just curious," Rose lied. She changed her position to a sitting position, noticing Aiden's body gestures moving unusually. "What's wrong with you?" "Nothing. By the way, you're going to be off for a while. I'm giving you permission not to work until you're fully recovered." The tone of voice did not want to be contradicted making Rose nodded hesitantly. She had a dilemma, whether to keep working or not. Her first search was over, so why would she serve men? "Rose," called Aiden once more, he swallowed harshly as he watched the beautiful face that looked so pale.
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Aiden sighed wearily. "You're thinking too far, Rose." Then he clucked in displeasure, simultaneously giving Rose a pitying look "Wait here. Don't do anything. I'll go find a doctor." Rose buried her face in her arms, which rested on her knees as Aiden left her alone in the infirmary. She wept bitterly at the thought of a fate that shackled her in misery. How could Theo leave her flesh and blood as a parting gift? What should Rose do when she herself was so consumed with anguish? Should she reach out, looking for the true father who had planted the seed, until it grew into a baby? She didn't. Rose pressed her face deeper. There was no way that could happen. She was sure Theo would be prejudiced, calling her a cheap whore who came begging for money. No, he wouldn't. Rose wouldn't let any insults be
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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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