"I-I can protect myself, Axe. You don't have to go to all this trouble."
"If it's true. You won't have anything bad happen. I don't know why you had to fall into that bastard's hands. If I wasn't madly in love with Bridgette. I would have made you my wife." Xelle's statement amazingly made Rose pause, then laugh following the deep, husky voice that broke the awkward situation between the two. "Bridgette is very lucky to have your love." Rose stopped the sentence for a moment. Tracing each of Xelle's expressions, not missing the attention to the hazel and ash color of each iris before her. "But you're serious about not betraying Bridgette, right?" asked Rose thoughtfully, simply interfering in Xelle and Bridgette's domestic affairs. "Nah. She just misunderstood. Women and their pregnHalf an hour of forced speed amidst the hustle and bustle of vehicles didn't make Xelle arrive on time. He swore repeatedly at the apartment door. Bridgette was one step ahead of him and had probably already met someone inside. "You were looking for me?" A soft voice carried right behind Xelle. The towering body turned to find Bridgette folding her arms across her chest. "Why are you here?" There was relief laced in the heterochromia eyes Bridgette found. It should have been from the first time until she barged inside. However, Bridgette took into account Xelle's steps which turned out to be true following. Bridgette's loose arm dangled at the side of the body. "I just wanted to see what kind of surprise my husband would give me." Bridgette shrugged indifferently. Her flat face passed Xelle and reached for the apartment door grill.
Rose's mind wandered over the piece of paper—the sonography results of a recent pregnancy. Her fragile heart was forced to fight... to revive something that had dimmed. Rose's fingers slowly rubbed the thermal material in front of her. Neither a bitter smile nor an acquiescence lingered on Rose's face. She felt so empty. There was no completeness that could bring Rose out of the abyss. She didn't know when the pain would subside. Little by little Rose began to learn to let go when it was not right to hold on to something that did not belong to her. "Sugar." Rose gasped, staring at the hotel room door. Theo's head was half raised and his bruised face half visible. Reflexively Rose quickly hid the black and white picture behind her body. Taking a straighter position on the back of the bed. "I brought you some fruit ice." Rose slowly shifted to give Theo room to sit near her. Rose's attention was drawn to
"You took too long." "I asked you to be patient, didn't I?" Theo's whisper was full of low-pitched persuasion. "Until when, Theo?" "You don't understand what it was like to be intimidated back then. I didn't even know what sex my baby was and your father was so willing to end it chance at life." "Patience. Once I'm done with one thing. I promise everything you want will be rewarded. Now just calm down ...." "Liar, Theo. You don't understand what it's like." Hugging Theo's big arms was the only action Rose could muster. She almost lost control. "I know, not completely. But what you don't realize is that I've always hoped our child would look like you, no matter what the gender." "She or he just can't be like me. I'm a monster. I admit I'm selfish. I have my own desires to fulfill, Sugar. After that I'll think about how to teach my father
Everything Xelle said, in its entirety was a bombshell. It started with the man getting drunk and ended with him fucking her. Bridgette really couldn't believe that Xelle wasn't sober. She didn't know what kind of solution could compensate for the complexity between them. About the whereabouts of Lucette and Acampeliaz. After all, the girl was innocent, not even asking to be present in the world because of a mistake. But Lucette... Bridgette really couldn't divide her husband. She forced herself to look at each other with those heterochromia eyes. "I consider that your stupidity in the past. Now tell me why you still keep Lucette in the apartment, if you don't have any other relationship?" There was no answer yet. Only the occasional sound of a car coming out of the parking lot. The expression on Xelle's face hesitated to reveal the truth to Bridgette. "I don't have time to wait for you too long. Oracle will be home soon."
After yesterday .... After putting the broken sonography paper back together in Theo's hands. Today and Italy were two things Rose didn't want to savor for too long. The long trip from Canada wasn't something Rose would remember all the time either. On the big bed she lay on her side with one arm as a head cushion. Rose closed her eyes. Repeatedly dismissing Theo's words that still lingered. In a few moments he would be gone. She didn't want to think about it too much .... Rose's breath was free in the air. It felt like the faint breeze would carry Rose to sleep. However, she was held back by the warm embrace of her arms. She froze with a look that became a sharp glare. A masculine scent wafted out... successfully sidelining Rose's thinking function. "Don't go to sleep yet, Sugar." A gentle peck brushed the crook of Rose's neck.
Two weeks seemed long enough. Each day's set of moments contained an electric storm that brought Rose to the edge of her seat. She went through a wide range of emotions. Some were influenced by Theo's departure, others by a minor procedure that Rose had to undergo with Travis and Penelope, Travis' colleague. However, a different specialist or one Rose didn't know about... Penelope is a gynecologist. A doctor who specializes in the science of bodily functions and diseases specific to women. Rose had asked Travis many questions. She always got the same answer, 'for the sake of complete healing and recovery'. Rose's attention swept across the room. A few minutes ago Rose had just received an injection. While Travis in front of her was busy writing a notebook. The handsome face was too focused. "Travis, can I go? There's nothing else to do, right?" asked Rose when Travis accidentally looked at her.
A part of Travis's identifying function seemed to lift away. He was silent for a long time thinking about the mistake he had made. Dealing with the situation head-on wasn't something that was easy just to be aggressive about. Especially since Travis knew the doctor who was treating Rose at the hospital was quite famous, which made Travis trust him completely. Travis moved quickly to reach for the cell phone in the desk drawer. He faintly cursed to get the same result. Theo couldn't be reached. "Why?" asked Penelope, not understanding Travis' attitude. The man didn't answer. Finally Penelopa took a slow breath. "But this could just be a misdiagnosis. My colleague did it once and the patient's family protested." *** Bridgette watched his every move carefully. The two weeks she had requested were well spent considering today's decision. Acampeliaz was on the
A swipe of lipstick from tip to tip on Rose's half-pale lips was the last of the make-up that was smeared on her face. Rose tidied up her thick wavy blonde hair at the bottom. A mini black dress with strappy sleeves and a small cross-body bag were ready to take her out into the world. She glanced at the bracelet Xelle had given her. Rose couldn't wear it for the time being. She could be tracked and she didn't want Xelle involved. With a faint smile on her face, Rose unhooked the bracelet, storing it safely under her pillow. Rose was going to show that Theo wasn't the only one who could do something of an outrageous nature. Theo must reap what the man sowed. Rose would pay cash with her decision this time. She moved out of the room. Approaching Lion in front of the exit gate. "Borrow me your car key, Lion." Rose stood right next to the man who looked at her in surprise. "Where
Rose's breath roared as she waited for the situation to allow them to scramble to the surface. "I'm not asking you to touch my stuff." Theo's growl jerked Rose to lift her face slightly. Rose got a free space once Theo broke away. The two sat facing each other under the long table. "Shall I smoke you, Sugar?" Sugar .... The call was in stark contrast to Theo's hissing sarcastic tone. Rose placed the gun in a tight grip right in front of her husband. Avoiding the possibility that Theo might do something bad. "I didn't know the bullets were real," Rose whispered, not trying to defend herself. Like the dozens of bullets Theo had spewed from the firearm the man had used. Rose thought the gun lying on the utensil had similar ammunition. She chose to take the shot herself and ended up with a glare that still held her close. "One more time you touch my gun without permission, I'll cut your fingers off."
Bang! The sound of a gunshot rang out after Rose caught up with Theo in the training room. The first time she set foot she found a navy blue coat lying on its side, almost slumped over the foot of the sofa. Rose clucked as she tidied it up and positioned it in a better spot. Theo's broad shoulders never escaped her gaze. The remaining white shirt wrapped around his sexy body. Rose leaned back with her arms folded across her chest. Bang! Another shot hit its mark. Theo was too skilled for anything related to the current activity. Shooting was the most common habit, or actually Theo's life would never be free from such things. Like some of the events that had ended. Rose recalled Theo's statement to the line a while ago, 'killing for pay.' She both needed Theo and worried. Theo is important to help her get revenge. However, Rose was well aware that being a contract killer was not easy. At any time Theo could be harmed, including enemies—enemies who would n
"Oracle. He was afraid, didn't even want to see me." Silence to understand. Rose tried to piece together the tangled threads, which were tangled without end. The main objects started from the octopus doll to other toys, which Rose slowly understood. "You went to see Oracle, is that it?" asked Rose carefully keeping her tone. Theo's faint nod provoked the next sentence to hang on the edge of her throat. "So you bought all these toys for Oracle?" Rose confirmed once more. "Yes. And this is for the little cuties. But they all refused. Wouldn't accept my gifts." Octopus doll for Acampeliaz .... No wonder it's so special, Rose wondered. "Leave it to me. I will give these toys and dolls to Oracle and Campel." Rose had her hands up, perhaps Theo would immediately hand over all the small objects. However, what happened instead was that Theo arranged a set of robots from the 'marvel' series, including a s
"Let go, Dad, I'm going home." "The people here are sickening! I don't like it." The attachment continued for Mr. Alejandro. He had to accept the fate of the mess he himself had created. It's all affecting his daughter. The poor woman who must endure the pain of revenge and mutual destruction. Mr. Alejandro was looking for the wrong opponent, not understanding the things he was ignoring. He should have started the war when Bouldog died. But the desire to possess Theo overcame everything. He never thought that Theo would be the most difficult to conquer. One time he acted, multiple times he was attacked in silence. That ingenuity was what he had dreamed of. Unluckily, Mr. Alejandro was unlikely to be ambitious again. While his daughter had been destroyed. Mr. Alejandro waited for the right time, at least until Elsesa—Elsa could compensate for the woman's mental and physical state after being hit simultaneously. "Calm your
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
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
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
"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
"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