"Can't you just go straight to where Sean's being kept without passing through there?" Rose pursed her lips in anxious expectation. She had to fight the pause Theo gave before the man answered.
[I can't. The victims were already scattered when I was at the front gate. They won't stay silent."] [Where should I go right now?] [Hurry, Rose! Before they disperse.] "Right." Theo's insistence almost made Rose unable to think. Her one word was something that came out spontaneously. Rose closed her eyes, not daring to witness or even stare at Theo's displacement as he explored every dimly lit hallway. The clomping of feet and ragged breathing pitted each other. The faint tones of strangers talking blended with the sound of a door opening. [Come toward me, mother fucker.] Theo's baritone voice was clearly just challenging. Ne"Please hold on, sir." Lion repeatedly turned his face away amidst the onslaught of driving focus, or simply gazed from the rearview mirror to make sure Theo's consciousness was still within reach of the master. Theo's face was pale, sometimes his throat moved up and down, or his lips more often closed and then opened silently. At first glance... those who didn't look closely would think the man was fine. The reality was far different. No matter how many wounds Theo had, all were covered almost perfectly by the black cloth wrapped around the body-the lower half was torn with holes. There were wet spots, and ones that had hardened after the blood had dried. "Hang in there, Mr. ...." Lion's tone was the first time the man was unable to condition. Theo's response was too little, barely any movement. Forcing Lion to stop the car and turn completely backwards. "Sir?" The skin of Theo's hands was cold. The closed eyes further ad
Not yet fully recovered from the aftermath of the reaction that almost destroyed the defense. Theo had to face the attacks of the previous two men. Successfully... as well as getting one shot lodged in the shoulder. Theo got up as his opponent lay unconscious. He leaned on anything that could support his body—struggling through any life—threatening situation. In front of the closed door. Theo slowly stepped into the place where Sean was trapped. The sound of screeching clashed with the grunts of a man in the corner of the room. "A murderer, is a murderer. That will never change." The silhouette of Vladimir's body refracted outside. Theo gave him a sharp, piercing stare. "What do you want?" he asked. However, a burst of thunderous laughter was all he got. At the same time, Vladimir quickly stood in front of Theo. "It's simple. Stop being a slave to the government and cooperate with me." Theo chuckled. "I
A small remote control was already in Theo's grasp. That being said, if Vladimir wanted to play, he should get to know Theo better. Coming unarmed... that would never happen. Theo had everything ready. From the next building, he had positioned the blaster rifle directly facing the open window of their current location. "You won't be able to fight me. Your only choice is to agree or-" "Never ...." Theo hissed. Lasers flashed from the remote in his hand aimed at each of the gunmen. Bang! Bang! Bang! He hides behind a large pillar as bullets begin to scorch almost all of them. Vladimir manages to read Theo's actions, and is no less quick to shield himself from the surprise attack. "You bastard!" cursed Vladimir once he felt safe. The man's rage exploded as he watched his subordinate fall to the ground. "Yeah, and you picked the wrong guy." "B
"Theo." Rose continued to mumble a little, occasionally rubbing her face uneasily. Rose's footsteps moved back and forth in a straight line. Hoping Travis would return from his business soon. "Here we go, Miss." It just so happened that the man appeared as soon as Rose noticed the door leaf. "Whose blood are you holding, Travis?" The frown on Rose's forehead interlocked. Two bags of blood made her feel strange. Why would Travis stock the thick red liquid in the mansion. "Mr. T. I just picked it up yesterday." Travis focused on attaching the hose that connected between the needle piercing Sean's vein and the end of the bag whose purpose was a big question mark in Rose's head. "Why did you keep Theo's blood?" Rose thought it was a good time to find out. Travis might be able to answer a few loose ends. "Because I had to, Miss." Travis' brief smile played on his lips. "Rh-null. The type of group Mr. T have. It's very rare, and therefore he can't
"You shit, Travis!" he swore repeatedly. Lion's jaw clenched. "Just give it to me, what the hell! You can find a regular blood type at the Red Cross Society or somewhere else." "As for me? One thing you should know. The one who fought so hard, risking his life for the man you treated, is dying in the hospital. I need this blood for Mr. T!" Lion's voice boomed. "Now I ask you. Where else can you get this blood, huh?" Furious. Lion tugged at Travis's collar. Couldn't resist dropping a punch in the face. Travis was completely speechless. "What do you mean by talking like that, Lion?" From start to finish Lion's statement jolted Rose. Her eyes reddened, unable to keep the reminiscing water at bay. Rose's vision was blurry and glassy. She tried hard to deny it. However, Lion's anger really conveyed the root of the error. "Tell me what you mean, Lion!" Rose pulled
Travis's reaction wasn't much more than an exasperated sigh. "Why, Miss? I shouldn't keep a picture of my own fiancée? I mean, someone I once had an engagement to." Rose was speechless. Never really knowing who Travis' feelings were bound up with all this time. That expression and that look in his eyes were filled with pain. Rose didn't mean to hurt him. "I made a promise to my fiancée to always give my best. At least not get Mr. T or Mr. Zever in big trouble. But now... that promise is broken. The blood that was wasted, can't be replaced with anything." Travis pressed a deep face. His statement made Rose realize... a great gulf lay before them. There was no telling what the doctor would say once he got out of the place that Rose found so threatening. She tried to recall some of the facts Travis had revealed moments ago. About the blood and its rarity. The longer Rose dug into what she'd forgotten, the more options and
"There is good news, sir. The dark world is in mourning. Polensius Vladimir... was reported dead last night. And his body will be buried soon." The corners of the old man's lips tugged upwards. He had been expecting this news for weeks. Exactly today, instant victory was increasingly in his favor. He was completely satisfied with Vladimir's death. Since learning Theo had reopened the syndicate his son had. Verasco's chance to avenge Dara's departure is wide open. Verasco was never happy with Theo's decision a few years ago. Putting Vladimir behind bars, then choosing to live a peaceful life like most normal people. It really didn't make up for his loss back then. The sound of the gavel was a painful one for Verasco. But he had no choice, other than not wanting to get his hands dirty and feeling that Theo had full responsibility for the life of his beloved daughter. Verasco's patience paid off. He did not misread the d
Rose turned to find Verasco pursuing with wide strides. The pace of Rose's feet quickened as her heart pounded. What did Verasco want... Rose didn't want to think about the question that was running through her head. She slowly and silently unscrewed the lid of the coffee cup, then repeatedly spat in it. "Stop, slut." The stomp hurt. Verasco didn't care that Rose's wrists would be crushed in his hands. He stared at the woman's mesmerizing face with ambition. The more Rose struggled, the less he would let her free. "Let go." Rose's cries filtered into a seductive, lilting voice for Verasco. However, he never expected that one choke from her would be repaid with humiliation. A splash of pitch-black water on his face provoked Verasco's anger. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Rose said not entirely guiltily. It had been warned from the start... this kind of action was to subtly protect herself. "Bitches d
Rose used the folds of her arms as face support. Her only action was to silently scrutinize the extent to which Theo did not want to open his eyes. Gradually behind Rose's silence, she could feel the near-breaking touch that repeatedly occurred on the thigh. Rose looked down, as her heart rate jumped violently. The pounding in there was beyond capacity... Rose couldn't help it. She got to her feet. Taking turns quickly glancing at Theo's face and fingers. Rose's vision was blurry and glassy. She wiped away the water that was unconsciously seeping in, as soon as possible smothering half of Theo's body. Tight, but not painful. "Theo ...." "Open your eyes, Theo. You can do it," Rose whispered. Hoping that right then and there her husband's closed lids would slowly reveal the gray bead Rose had longed for. She would have to wait a long time for the pure alarm of the mind to drive Rose to see Travis. Rose's wide feet skipped ahead of Theo and left her husban
"Oh, my gosh. Why is that husky chasing me!" The departing nurse quickened her pace as she grumbled in annoyance. Gallop after gallop she passed with her heart beating fast. The distance between the two was narrowing. If she didn't alert herself, Esmeralda's bite would be the worst part of the inevitable. Already past the steps of the stairs. The nurse was having trouble controlling her balance. She almost reached the exit gate right in front of her... from the same direction Lion frowned reading the contents of the message Rose had sent moments ago. Unfortunately for the nun, Lion's appearance was a big favor that came to save her from Esmeralda's pursuit. "Help me, Lion—" Esmeralda's howl was right next to the pocket of the nun's clothes, as if from the very beginning Esmeralda's goal was exactly to get the pocketed object. "What are you doing!" The nurse reached into her own pocket to grasp the object Rose had wanted earlier. Even more unl
'Are you jealous?' Rose vividly remembered the question before Xelle said goodbye, and she had to follow the nurse's departure to the main room. What wife would stay silent if something wrong was lurking in front of her. Rose felt that way. In her eyes, the nun was not at all reflective of someone in the nursing profession, who should not be showing her breasts beneath her clothes. Rose had to be wary that the nurse might do something out of the ordinary. Or actually Xelle was right... Rose was jealous of that one. She couldn't help herself. On the other hand, in the case of the video evidence from Xelle, Rose had already agreed that she would investigate the real culprit together with Theo one day when her husband was fully recovered. Now she had to focus on how and when Theo would open his eyes, and most importantly be meticulous in monitoring the actions the nurse demonstrated to him. Luckily, Esmeralda's presence was enough to interrupt every a
"Axe, is this your flash drive? I found it in your pants pocket when I was washing." The man focused on the desk shifted his gaze to the woman walking slowly towards him. The forehead was folded like he was thinking about something. No idea for how many seconds the owner of heterochromia eyes was trying to pry something out of his mind. A flash drive .... Xelle grasped the object firmly. "Damn!" He then rubbed his rough face, having forgotten the CCTV evidence he had gotten to show Rose. "I have to go, baby girl." Everything in sight was packed up in an instant, including the laptop that was about to be taken out. "Where are you going?" A soft voice interrupted the wide strides. "To see Rose." As if he ignored Bridgette's presence. Xelle approached his wife again, gently touching the skin of the woman's face as she gazed deeply at him. "Can I come?" Bridgette's spontaneous question made the man shake his head faint
The faint howl of a loud howl drew Rose's senses slowly blinking. The first time she opened her eyes the only sight she got was her husband's handsome face. The too-close position presented how the texture of the skin lured Rose's fingers to just touch the forehead and creep smoothly towards the jawbone. She thought once he woke up, those eyes would show a beautiful infusion of color. Turns out Theo was still comfortably in the same state. Not even a hint of anything else, Theo was quietly closed, too far away for Rose to reach. He murmured a little .... Louder howls from outside forced Rose to blow air through her lips. Then she got up, releasing the hug on Theo's body indirectly. Half transfixed, Rose huddled with Lion in the doorway. The frame was still submerged in Rose's body, only the face poked out and when she glanced down... Rose's senses found Esmeralda already equipped with an oversized pink ribbon pinning the fur on the top of the head. "Why did you
"Thank you for your help, Miss. Can we leave now? I need to check on Mr. T, and Lion... I think it's time to take Esmeralda for grooming." Rose looked up and took a breath as Travis and Lion took turns looking at her. A moment ago they had just returned from the Verasco mansion. Several wounds lodged on the body due to the shootout incident, Rose was instead responsible for treating the three men who barely even complained during the cleaning of the blood on the gaping wounds. The wounds were fortunately not that severe. Only wide scratches on the hands, shoulders, and legs, so it was not enough to make it difficult for them to return to their activities. "With my pleasure, Travis. I'll catch up with you later." Rose's thin smile signaled to Travis something he could easily understand. Still Rose looked over the shoulders of the two men away. The curl on her lips disappeared as she looked down again. "They're so single, why didn't you date one of them yesterd
Verasco recalls memories of a stack of dusty albums. It was .... 25 years ago a deal was struck between him and O'Douglas. The two partners had contradictory jobs. He who was in power in a dark organization—disguised the truth of himself by becoming the owner of a large business. O'Douglas is a geneticist or doctor who studies genetics, the science of genes, heredity, and organism variation. O'Douglas has done some research. The man who actually works under a non-governmental agency to create a genetic engineering of living things, whether humans, animals or plants with his wife, Elisabeth O'Douglas, a chemist. However, due to one thing and another related to the ability that is used for crime. O'Douglas decided to leave the non-governmental agency. Then switch functions together with Verasco to conduct a research in the form of personal needs. At that time, O'Douglas' baby girl, about three months old, was tested on a new invention with Elisabeth's help, namel
Verasco was too enamored of the impossible. Rose couldn't, and wouldn't want to get involved in something that wasn't ingrained in her life principles. From the beginning, Rose's goal in trapping herself there was Theo, so it would always be Theo she wanted. Even if he didn't respond at all to the various activities around him, including her standing a few meters away from him. Three months. Rose imagined how she would have to vent everything she had missed during that time. Too long to admit that she missed Theo. Everything that had ever happened between them, whatever it was, it felt like Rose wanted to hug that body right now. It didn't matter that she would be stung even worse by the menacing and dangerous surroundings of the electric shock device around her husband. "Stop where you are." Rose's steps paused as she took a step towards Theo's body, pushing him closer. However, the reflection of Verasco's sardonic smile was the worst part of Rose's decisio
"An intruder has entered!" The warning from outside broke the silence in the clawed skies of the building. The troops hidden in the scatter hallway rushed out. Some of them were already dedicated to acting when informed. It was a strategy that Verasco had made accommodations for in case even under the best of circumstances they still had to be vigilant. Thus, the enemies in front of them would be easily conquered. Right at the entrance of Verasco's large mansion. A group of troops led by two people at once were already attacking each other, as if they were ready to fight over the order of power that belonged to Verasco, an organizer who did not even look where he was. It shouldn't be that way .... It was just that when Travis and Rose had left, on the other side coinciding with Edward's arrival—followed by Anthony next, that second Xelle began to think about pulling the bait. He single—handedly went to the guard at the very front simply to distract the attention