"What's the connection between you and that slut?"
Sean turned away while being cautious. Not having finished controlling his emotions since Rose's departure, there was one face that made his anger boil over. Verasco and the middle-aged man's haughty attitude, Sean wanted to throw out the window. "Watch what you say. Rose has a name." Sean hissed sarcastically. Verasco's insult provoked the pebbles gathering in Sean's soul. "I don't care what her name is. A whore is still a whore." "Shut your fucking mouth, old fart!" Verasco's snicker was followed by a step closer. "Wow... you seem to be very sensitive when it comes to her." "She's my ex-lover, why?" It came as quite a surprise to Verasco that both his sons were enamored with the same woman. His attention and curiosity about Rose was growing. Verasco was interested in getting a woman who dared to reject him. Verasco's loAnd Rose was too enthusiastic to walk down the steps. A large field spread out before Rose. The private jet was parked specifically not far enough away, though Rose was met by a car that would take her to the two separate buildings Rose had been in. Each leg of Rose's journey was filled with a thud. Who knew how Theo would react when they met there. Rose tried not to be influenced by the thoughts that indoctrinated Theo's bad side and sometimes unpredictable attitude. She wanted to handle Theo's anger in a simple way. "Just stop here." Rose's attention was drawn towards the pavilion. Lion and some men seemed to be busy chatting. Rose thought Theo was one of them. But the handsome man seemed to be drowning in the deep sea. "The master is probably resting, Miss." A heavy voice startled Rose from the side. Rose didn't even realize when she got out of the car. And that man, the one who had introduced himself, was already carryi
"Does anyone know if Theo's wife has had dinner yet?" Rose came up to Lion and his friends as they were gathered in the living room. She did not miss Theo who was too focused alone on the single sofa, playing with the laptop on his lap. Not a new sight for Rose—Theo and his dating robot were inseparable. "Master's wife? Meaning... you, Miss?" Lion's brow furrowed. His demeanor was much warmer after Rose invited them all to have dinner together. "You saw me eat earlier. I asked about Theo's wife. That beautiful, furry wife." Rose pointed with her chin at Esmeralda's position curled up under the sofa leg. Almost. She almost heard a snicker, which was then stifled from the four men before her. "I was seriously asking," Rose continued, also unable to contain herself. The spotlight that was trained on her, however, made Rose neutralize her tone. "So does anyone know?" "I don't think so, Miss." Rose's face scrunched u
Bastard! Rose's lips thinned in annoyance. "I'm more than sure it's not you who's going to mess up the colors you've arranged." Then dismissed the outstretched arm. Theo suddenly shuffled next to her body that had just taken a sitting position to address the reddened marks on both knees. One of Theo's hands held his stomach, the other half covered his face and trembling shoulders held back the laughter that was about to burst out even stronger. It was a sight Rose had never seen in her life. Either she should let it go on for a while or stop Theo from euphorizing over her misery. "Sucks!" Theo's body shifted vigorously. "Don't laugh at me!" A solid, muscular arm was targeted by the claws between Rose's thumb and forefinger. "Oh my. Wait a minute." Theo rubbed his face repeatedly. He had to fight hard against the intriguing memory of Rose whose position was too messed up to imagine. "Shit, I can't!" he swore, unable to contain himse
Rose had never enjoyed the sea breeze so much. The smile on her face was faint at the thought of the night's events. This might be a new beginning, a glimmer of hope rolling into view. Who knows how far the storms that have been there will go. Slowly Rose would finish what was left undone. A little calmer, yes, although she never thought that Binari would lead her to Theo. And how Theo was a hitman, that was the biggest question. But Rose knew such puzzles would not end easily. Especially Theo... Rose had already decided not to find out much about her husband's former life. It was too tiring to have to remember the closed responses and the ones that never lived up to expectations. If Rose had to think back. Even without Sean, she and Theo would have met. It was a pity that coincidences were part of unexpected expectations. Fate seemed to have been specially designed. However, there was one addition where Rose felt no need to sink into the dangerous abyss.
Rose rubbed her face furiously. Either she'd been struggling for too long without success, or she'd never noticed that her every move never escaped the scrutinizing eyes of the ashes, so that just one tug from Theo had left Rose's body soaking under the rushing water. "Theo, I'm already in the shower!" protested Rose, occasionally tossing her long hair back. She looked up. The handsome face grew hotter with a few strands of hair dangling and with drops of water splashing like dew. "You've been going back and forth incoherently, are you teasing me on purpose or what?" "Teasing from where! I'm looking for my bracelet that I left behind. Move aside, I'm not done yet." It's not that easy. Rose's back was turned, hitting Theo's solid muscles as she tried to escape from the torrent of wetness. "Is this what you're looking for?" The bracelet chain dangled in front of Rose's face. She gasped, stood on her tiptoes a little and t
A peck on the skin of the face spontaneously seduced Rose's lips to part slightly. The lingerie wrapped around her body was as dysfunctional as the dress that lay beneath her feet once Theo's fingers were immersed, so skillfully playing with hers—Rose had to swallow harshly. She couldn't say anything as she realized Theo had fully stripped her. Rose gasped at the penetration that made her body tight underneath. Theo gripped her hips and thrust with a strong stomp. "I should have done this very roughly when you were drunk that time. But you like torturing me so much. I'm only halfway in and already passed out." Now Rose was sure Theo was really going to vent his delayed desire by deliberately suppressing his every move mercilessly. The thickened shaft sank deep, greeting the tip of her warm hole, then sending a storm of pleasure after each friction against her sensitive spot. More and more powerful blows urged Rose on as her body arched. Rose
"Is that so?" "Can't leave my side?" Rose's nether-eyes twitched in alarm at the smirk that stood out on the line of those lips. It seemed she'd misspoken to provoke Theo to simply confirm and stare at her with burning desire. Rose tightened her grip in anticipation. Theo again showered her body lightly with feeling. A sip of tongue at the line of Rose's shoulder seduces her to look up. Rose's soul grew more arid when Theo turned off the shower, which left drop after drop on the marble. This was followed by a loosening of the embrace, as Rose had to stand facing Theo's thundering chest as he separated their body. Follow where Theo would lead her. Rose tried to neutralize the face that might have been growing faint. To be honest, there was an uncomfortable feeling that Rose had to endure while wearing nothing in Theo's presence during the time they spent together. Moreover, Theo was busy taking care of the bath up—pressing the taps, as well as pouring liquid
"Put me down, Theo," Rose pleaded cautiously. Theo twisted her body around each other. Theo's ashen gaze completely fogged Rose's vision. She felt how easily the man made her float. Each step carried her back to the water fountain there. The same thing happened when Theo pressed Rose's body against the shower wall. Both of Rose's arms were thrown back-she had no room but to take the pounding. However, it also takes Rose flying towards heaven. Rose's body took a step back as Theo embraced her, the man's pounding gradually deepened with a slight pause, then pressed again. "You never fail." A burst of warmth ran through Rose's body. She let Theo reach for the remnants of pleasure and the kisses that continued to nestle on the skin of the neck. The rumble of their breathing slowly subsided. Rose turned the shower knob. Cleansing herself from drop after drop of the thick liquid flowing down the foot well. "Going for a walk, Sugar?" Rose raised one ey
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