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 theA 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
"Engh!" Rose groaned .... A hard bite tugged at the corner of her lips. Then a wet tongue darted out to taste the bitter aftertaste of the alcoholic liquid. Rose was half-conscious of being lifted up, at the same time realizing that two large arms were coiling and tightening. A rough grip pressed against the surface of Rose's chest, until she could feel the muscular body locking around her. A brutal pounding threw Rose onto the bed. The man crawled over with the intention of removing the sling of rope that was tangled around Rose's shoulders. "Wait a minute." She held the man back. Hades... from half the memories Rose had. Rose moved slowly to take out her cell phone from the bag she was still wearing. "Let's take a picture first," Rose said, pulling Hades' face into the skin of her cheek. That was the first pose. In the s
Rose's head was forced down deeper. Her lips came into direct contact between the searing warm skin. Almost gagging... Rose's wet cavity slowly adapts to Hades' hard, erect peak. Hades' moans roared freely. Rose's blonde hair is increasingly tangled between his knuckles. He squeezes and pulls Rose roughly together, reaching for his own pleasure. Hades' exhale is wildly excited. He looked up as the pleasure rose slowly. "Fuck!" cursed Hades with a hot sigh that caused the surface of his chest to move irregularly. Rose was pulled down under his power. The black dress was torn in half. Hades bluntly unhooked her bra, sending Rose's two mounds reeling. A defiant rosy peck is immersed in her parted lips. The greedy tongue coated every inch of her body with wet saliva. Rose's dazed face and near-consciousness were clearly captured. The man moved downstairs. Not a thread remained on Rose's body. He opened t
"Bastard!" Rose pulled herself out of Theo's confinement. An angry slap grazed the surface of the man's face in front of her. The red marks didn't fade. Other reactions Rose had barely seen melted into the changing expressions. Rose realized Theo was not a good thing for her. Slowly inching back for sanity. She didn't want this madness to overwhelm the state of her heart that was hurt by the insult. "I'm not cheap. I did what I was supposed to do. But knowingly fucking another woman and wanting a child from her when you have a wife who just miscarried... what would you call that? Something normal?" Rose wiped the water from her eyes. Theo's face showed a different side. Rose really couldn't understand it, but this was the right time to judge a traitor like Theo. "Where did you get that from?" Theo's gray eyes slowly closed. The sound of jaw clenching added to the racing heart of Rose who stared at Theo in
The content written in the letter was the absolute transfer of territory from Mr. Alejandro's authority to his hands. Theo hissed, then pushed away Elsa's body, which fell happily on the bed. "You want to play rough?" The mobster's daughter's innocent demeanor at dinner that day was blown away by the resignation in Theo's presence. Elsa doesn't resist any of the bonds that bind each of her hands and feet. Theo touched her not with his heart. There was no touch of lips. Only a rough and painful grasp that lasts as Theo's hand slides over the heaving globes of her breasts with their erect nipples. The culmination of revenge begins in the intimate parts. Theo studies the anatomy of the human body in order to do something worse than what Rose experienced. One by one, Theo's fingers made their way inside. Occasionally the other arm is extended to give a little pleasure.
On command. The gunmen's feet scraped against the marble. Some of them pointed their pistols at Theo. Unexpectedly, the rest turned around, positioning their weapons as if they were ready to shoot each other. No one really realized this, including Theo. However, Mr. Alejandro knew very well that only one person could be a pest in the weeds. Verasco. Mr. Alejandro's troops had mixed with the traitors. "Get out, you bastard!" A light chuckle answered the anger that was exploding. Verasco appeared with calmness, then threw a small device at Mr. Alejandro. "Yours. The eavesdropper you installed at dinner without me noticing." The once-close relationship was torn apart in an instant. After the fiasco at the hospital that day. What Verasco received next was quite shocking. Elijah explained in detail how they-i
"If you don't touch other women, you can tell me the truth from the start. Tell me what you were going to do or where you were going. But you hid everything. You hid everything. What can I trust from someone like this? You and your closed-mindedness are two realities I can't beat. I'm tired, Theo. It's better if we go our separate ways. I'm going to ask Lion to help me as my lawyer to file the divorce papers." Rose stopped her long sentence with a deep breath. She took a long look at Theo's throat which seemed to rise and fall. It looked like the man was preparing to say something. Theo's body slowly retreated. This did not go unnoticed by Rose, even until Theo sat on the edge of the bed and turned his back to her. "My plan, which I kept all this time could leak in the hands of a mafia. That's when I keep it to myself. Now can you explain to me, what would be the possibility of my plan not being leaked when I tell you or everyone here, if I go to aven
"Here's your breakfast, Miss." At the same time Rose's consciousness was thrown back to reality. Half-turning around she found Beatrace standing in the doorway of the balcony. The smile and the tray in front of her eyes were enough to take Rose's breath away. "I'm sorry to have startled you, Miss. The master ordered me to bring you breakfast. He said there was no need to knock." Beatrace slumped her head slightly after placing the breakfast on the casual table. "There should be no need to bother, Beatrace. I can go to the kitchen myself if I'm hungry. And if you don't mind, just call me by name, it's fine." "I'm used to this, Miss. I'm afraid you'll be angry." Beatrace smiled stiffly. She was ready to leave the balcony of the main room after saying goodbye. However, she was held back by Rose's hesitant sentence that aired freely. "Can I ask you something, Beatrace?" The middle-aged wo
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