Light strokes kept repeating from the top to the back of the head. A woman's adoring smile never ceased, gazing at the face that so weakened her sanity. A handsome face that could be traced at close range for the first time. What a beautiful man she admired in silence. Could she someday have that man?
The tired look was so obvious. The woman who was now dropping her delicate fingers on a jaw that felt rough, did not want to do anything else for the time being. She was afraid of waking up the man who had fallen asleep on the bar table in an uncomfortable position. Had been hiding. The woman witnessed for herself how Theo finished the remaining pieces of fruit in a half-dreamy state. It was to her advantage that Theo did not choose to leave. When should she be able to appear before Theo as someone she so desperately wanted to love? She shook her head uncertainly. There was a consequence to such an expectation. Hold on... she'd better lea"You seem to be new here?" Rose looked doubtfully at a beautiful woman, who was also in line at the side. The model-like woman took a closer look at the tray in Rose's hand. She was surprised by the two cups of gelato sitting there. "I've been watching you alone, but you're going to pay for gelato for two," she muttered absently. "Here's another one for my friend." Rose smiled stiffly, there was no way she could call Theo by his real name. The woman Rose was expecting was one of the staff in the office. She might see Rose and Theo together and think badly of their relationship. "Where's your friend? I don't see him." The woman turned her head in all directions. Looking for the 'friend' Rose was referring to. "He's still busy at work." "Isn't it break time already?" her interlocutor said in confusion. Rose remained silent, focused on paying for the order when it was her tur
"This is your important document, Sugar. I forgot to return it the other night." Rose's brown eyes squinted. Her exact folder was presented by an outstretched arm. From the shape of the thick size, perhaps the files of the folder were still intact. But what about her childhood photo? Rose snatched the rectangular object from Theo's hand. Partially unpacked the contents and placed it on the bed. She knew which document the piece of paper she was looking for was tucked away in. However, there were no memories left from the past. There was only emptiness there. Rose thinned her lips. "It must be you. Where are my childhood photos? Give them back!" "What if I don't want it?" Theo folded his arms across his chest. Challenging with a smile of satisfaction when Rose looked at him sarcastically. "I'll get your childhood photos. Where is it? Give it to me!" Whether she misspoke
"Rilley, what are you-why are you with a man in-" Charlotte stopped the sentence-not wanting to continue. It should be nothing new to find Sean with another man on the bed in such an intimate position. Charlotte's sigh sounded harsh. If only he wasn't the bartender at the bar where she worked. Maybe the tightness in her chest wouldn't have been so intense. The three of them had been on a mission once, when Theo was at the bar as bait. Charlotte was in charge of flirting, while Connel was just the main man serving a glass of whiskey for nothing. Really. Charlotte had no idea Connel and Sean's togetherness would go to a different level. It even seems that Sean is far from feeling free to touch Connel's hand directly. What should Charlotte do? Is it this complicated to force herself to just be seen in Sean's eyes? If things like this keep repeating themselves. It seemed that Charlotte would not be able
Running. Sprinting towards the open door. Every now and then Rose looked back to find Theo's pace slowing down - far behind Rose's current position. Those broad shoulders seemed to rise and fall. Theo's hands were clenched tightly around his chest. The difficulty of breathing with something seemed to pierce the muscle nerves. Theo's movement stopped. One arm reached out, trying to pull out a sharp object-a type of arrow stuck on the right side of his back. Someone, who knows who, fired a 10 gauge dart that was quite wide in diameter and filled with a clear liquid that had diminished. Theo threw the object of origin to the ground, wanting to move on. However, his vision suddenly blurred-almost darkened. If only someone had not prevented his body from collapsing. "Theo." Rose's faint voice was still faintly caught. "Co-come in." Theo spoke brokenly. It wasn't his condition he was thinking about, but Rose w
The Lagos's Mansion. Deepest Forest in Milan.... "I'm coming." "No, Baby girl. I'll only be there for a short while. After that we go to Canada. You take care of your insignificant anxiety first. I told you, didn't I? Rose will be fine. Her cell phone isn't connected, but that doesn't mean you can't see her in person." Xelle quickly opened the car door. Bridgette's pregnancy, which was only discovered after all the troubles they had gone through, only added to her possessiveness. With the mansion's tight security, Xelle would not take Bridgette and Oracle anywhere if it was not for urgent matters. "I'll be going," he excused himself as he looked down, giving Bridgette's flat stomach a light touch. "Don't be naughty while I'm gone, okay?" Xelle gave the woman he loved so much a brief peck on the lips. Then got into the car, starting the engine - occasionally looking at Bridgette with a warm smile. "
I didn't expect you to be my love. ________________________ An hour's drive away. The outer perimeter was filled with armed troops, lined up like the expanse of a battlefield. Every corner was filled with several explosive shots. And on the left and right wings of the mansion, several guards passed by deftly. Xelle pulled himself out of the car. Walked quickly to Lion who was no less agile in approaching him. "Morning, sir." The warm greeting received a slow nod. "What's going on here?" asked Xelle matter-of-factly. Lion's face was highlighted fiercely, as the man looked down not wanting to answer. "I asked you a question. What the hell is going on here?" "A little accident, sir." "What kind of accident?" His hoarse, deep voice sounded cold. Xelle's eye-tails flicked alertly. Searching
One final blow landed as feet clattered into the same room. The sound of falling objects and shattering glass spread out to several points, pausing the emergency that had taken place moments ago. Both Travis and Xelle froze at Rose's presence, who glared at them with a stifled reaction. Her unfocused gaze, accompanied by a flushed face, slowly approached-from slow steps to quick movements. Rose's breath came in harsh gasps. "He's unconscious, and you hit him!" Rose's accusations were relentless. Pushing Xelle as far away as possible-separating the man from anyone's reach. "Unconscious what? He's not there anymore! I'll beat him until he comes back!" "Stop!" said Rose, holding back the body that was about to move. "He's not there? You mean ...." Her sentence hung in the air. Rose's eardrums seemed to be filled with ringing sounds after interpreting Xelle's statement which was full of disappointment. "Yes
"Dara ...." A faint voice from inside the room sounded uneasy. Rose stood at the door. She had just returned from cleaning up the mess of broken glass and wasted pancakes. She had only left Theo for a moment. However, when she entered the room. The slight movement of the body stretched out on the bed, caused a turmoil of feelings that Rose couldn't understand. Theo couldn't stop muttering the other woman's name. Beads of cold sweat broke the surface. Seemingly unsettled, lost in the most painful nightmare. "Dara...," Theo's whispering became clearer when Rose's position was no longer distant. Kneeling with various curiosities. How many women had been in Theo's life, apart from one of them being his ex-wife. Could it be Dara...? "Theo." Not daring to fully pat the bruised face. Could only call out, hopin
Rose drew air into her chest cavity. Theo's question... thankfully the man still remembered the extent of her condition after barely having a chance to breathe freely. "Yeah," Rose replied almost inaudibly. "Could you please get the jailen for me?" "I moved it to the closet when Oracle was here." Rose spoke more or less like a mumble. The huge jailen took up a lot of space on the bed, which would not be able to accommodate the bodies of the four of them during the nightmare night."Jailen?"Theo's tone of confusion came out freely. Rose forgot to tell Theo that she had named him 'Jailen' for his huge birthday present. "The over-dosed doll you gave me." Rose clung tighter to the thick blanket covering half of her body. Rose was only wearing an oversized white t-shirt and black underwear. She was unable to get up to do what she was supposed to do. Theo himself took the initiative to put the cloths on. Even during that time Rose had
"Ask the person concerned directly. Don't ask me." Sean tried hard not to remember Rose's name. Verasco had again left him stranded to forget the past memories of the woman, who sooner or later Sean had better push away from the black shadow in his mind. Sean used the time available to penetrate the mistakes. Little by little he began to learn to accept Charlotte's content. Sean did not like small creatures called children. That's why, it was difficult for Sean to conquer Oracle, when he was still in a relationship with Rose. But the concept must be faced. Including everything that appeared in front of his eyes made Sean realize that he was once in such a position—unwanted and dumped, even though it was not on the basis of Verasco's wishes. Sean didn't think it should happen to his descendants. He wanted to put an end to the pain that he had received by only ending up with himself. Sean raised one arm to aim at the needle moving behind the w
"Oh!" Theo's sizzling voice was followed by a warm spray deposited on Rose's body. She herself was barely able to keep up with Theo's overwhelming desire. Light kisses touched the hollow of her neck. Rose looked up .... Then when Theo gave a little distance. Their eyes met again. Rose's fingers moved lightly over Theo's rough jaw, occasionally rubbing it. There was one thing Rose wanted to say at this time of day. Both the former hot romance and Theo's still just as hot... Rose swallowed hard Hesitating and having to face two realities that she couldn't push away. "You—" Rose lowered her gaze while playing with the hairs on her husband's chest. "If I get pregnant, can you quit your job?" She had the audacity to speak. She only had to wait for an answer from a thinking man like Theo. "Theo...," Rose called out wanting to break her husband's silence. "I'm talking to you—" "Which job do you want me to quit? I'll be p
"Come out, Sugar. Beatrace is gone." Stifled and cornered through no fault of her own. Rose's breath caught, then crawled slowly over to Theo who was hunched over with one hand perched on the edge of the table, the other holding a bowl full of strawberry halves and a fork tucked inside. "You're too much of a pervert!" grumbled Rose, tidying up the rest of her disheveled appearance. This was in stark contrast to her husband who also stood up straight, putting on an innocent face as he munched voraciously on a piece of fruit. "I'm not done yet. Why are you already dressed?" Dressed almost shirtless. Is that what Theo meant? Rose's mind was fully probing. Rose turned away sarcastically remembering the dark blue suit he had put down earlier. Wanting to reach for the dark colored fabric, which Rose could at least temporarily wear to cover her exposed body. Instead the thought of ease led her to the other side. Rose's arms were grabbed by
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