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2024-10-29 19:42:56"I need your help, Rose."
Theo looked around, taking in every object until his gray eyes stopped on the door leaf. "A favor?" Rose's question broke Theo's fully-extended focus. While thinking, Theo searched deeply into the beautiful, sweet face in front of him. A single impulse filled his head. Theo gulped with difficulty. Still staring at Rose's mesmerizing face. His heart was currently surrounded by feelings of doubt and want. Is it possible that Rose will say yes? He asked himself. "I was waiting for you. What kind of help do you mean?" "Help me by going to Sean, getting close to him. Find out when he's going to spread that damn video. I'll take care of the rest.""But-wait a minute. It's okay. That won't happen. I can handle it." Never mind that Rose would make it, all Theo could think about was how Sean and Rose would get along. Already a divider, there was no way Theo couRelated chapters
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"I'm counting from one to 10, if you don't get in I'll leave you out," Rose threatened calculatingly. "Patience, nag!" A short grunt could be heard from outside. Theo's every move and the man's relieved reaction did not escape Rose's eyes. There was a very faint smile on her lips, but it didn't last long. Rose's sweetness was lost along with her forward-focused gaze as Theo hurriedly opened the car door. Rose squeezed the steering wheel after hearing the sound of the door closing movement and felt the addition of a passenger. From the tail of her eyes, Rose realized Theo was watching her. "Someone who said she didn't care, suddenly forced me to get into her car," Theo chided after fastening the seat belt. The car started quietly. "I'm just sorry. You and your luxury are used to walking." Rose picked up speed, a little unable to keep from looking at Theo on the side. For a moment, their gazes crossed, and
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"We have a deal. Now, as a pledge I want you to kiss me." Theo tugged on Rose's fingers, bringing the delicate sides together with her lips that were thin on top and slightly thick on the bottom - a natural sweetener. He looked deeply at Rose with a mischievous smile on his face "Come on, Rose. Do it. Think of it as a simulation or practice as a sugar baby. Later, I'll often ask you to kiss me," Theo continued as he kissed the base of each of Rose's knuckles. He had his ears perked up. Ready to hear the protests coming from her full, seductive lips. "I won't kiss you until the bet is over. Just tell me you're in a mode and can't wait. It's not a national exam anyway, so what's the point of a simulation," Rose snapped exasperatedly. "Stay away from me. Your body is heavy." The broad chest in front of her was pressed down to leave a few inches of space. Rose breathed in as much as possible to avoid the gaze that continued to trap her relentlessly. "Get out of the way. Oracle is with
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Damn! Theo swore harshly as he put his cell phone away. The call had been unilaterally disconnected. He looked back at Rose. A cold, untouched look became the opening after a long pause. His heart and mind were really in turmoil. If he knew it was going to end like this, it would have been better for Theo not to pick up the call from Verasco. "Let's go." Theo opened the door, broke away and got out of the car. "Change places. Let me drive," he continued. Rose was stunned, but could only obey. Throughout Theo's conversation, she was confused by the use of foreign language. One word that Rose could catch-the name Zever-accompanied the discussion. However, it seemed that Theo was very sensitive to the man's own speech. Anyway, some things passed that were none of Rose's business. She didn't want to interfere. "Hold on." She hadn't fully digested the words that were meant for her. Rose's heart felt like it was going to dro
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Twins.... Theo raised his head quickly. His face was still frozen like the polar north. The way he traced Rose's face was very striking. Theo didn't say anything, seeming to have difficulty swallowing his own saliva. He blinked. Then that gaze became a little more human. "Forget what you've heard," he said. In just an instant Theo was transformed, though traces of anger still lingered within him. But what was Theo thinking? Asking Rose to forget about his pile of puzzles was ridiculous. It had already become a puzzle, how could Rose ignore the information obtained. "I can't ignore your statement. You haven't answered me yet." Rose crossed her arms in front of her chest as a barrier as Theo looked down even more. "What do you want to hear?" A cold, sensual whisper and a creeping wet lick made Rose put up a defense. "I'm sure, Theo, you still remember my que
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Rose ended her euphoria by staring at the door leaf. Theo had already left. She should have done the same. For a moment Rose stared at the clothes that were just lying on the bed because of someone's actions. She grabbed it, then covered her open body again. Rose hurried, stepping quickly towards the exit. She pressed the door knob repeatedly. But to no avail, she was locked out. "Open the door!" screeched Rose unhappily. "Damn Theo!" she swore relentlessly. Rose's gaze roamed almost the entire room. The pair of windows that had caught her eye were hopeless-they were fenced off with trellises. So, how could Rose leave? Back and forth Rose thought about how to escape from a place that was like a broken ship. If she screamed again-it was useless! Theo was probably already far away. Then, what should Rose do? Contact Theo? She didn't have his cell phone number
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The sound of keys being turned caught Rose's attention. From where she sat on the bed, having waited almost hours, Rose rushed to the source of the sound. Once there, the door swung open to reveal Theo's face, which looked slightly different. It was brighter than it had ever been - Theo had always displayed a dark aura, lacking any happy accent at all. And that was enough to make Rose frown in surprise. "Good night, Sugar." Rose was transfixed by Theo's warm greeting. She should have been angry at being locked up in his room, forced to clean up the mess Theo had made. But in reality, the expletives Rose had prepared were lost in silence. "I bought you this." A plastic shopping bag was pushed in front of her. Rose took a long look, before exhaling a rough breath to neutralize herself. "What's that?" s
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When love is unrequited. When love is secretly the biggest killer. When love comes unknowingly. Everything will be done to achieve a goal. Death will be highlighted as important and peace will be highlighted as foreign. Both are mutually exclusive. Mutual that is forced to stop going hand in hand. If love's interference is the worst part of heartbreak, the worst part of heartbreak is falling in love. Imperfection becomes the balance, like a beautiful feeling that is forced to crumble before it is solid. Sometimes, a person cannot correctly interpret the reason why he must fall before blooming. His logic has been closed and dominated by dense clouds. It's hard to be asked to wake up from the dark side. In Bouldog's case, he has dark eyes-obsessed with his love of being part of the mafia. In order to eliminate traces-he deliberately chopped up Binari's body and eliminated her. If Mr. Aleja
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The door slid open with his foot. Theo entered and dropped Rose on the bed. He lay on top of her, gazing intently at Rose's face. However, she was moping, making Theo thin his lips. A feeling of dislike instantly arose at that moment. "What kind of past do you still want to cry about, umm?" he asked, trying to neutralize himself. "Forget it, Rose! What you've done and gone through for the rest of your life, let it go. There's no point in regretting something that has already happened." Theo stopped his sentence with a harsh intake of breath. He was giving Rose advice, not realizing his own inner state was still trapped with past wounds. "Stop thinking about unimportant things. Didn't I tell you, that bastard wasn't the least bit sure to lie. We're both men, I know what kind of look he gave you," he continued firmly. "But-" Rose interrupted, cut off by a rough bite on her bottom lip. "I just want to hear you sigh."
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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
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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
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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
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"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
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"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
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"What conclusion?" A look of unequal color narrowed sarcastically. Rose's face was lifted a little roughly until she looked up and stared at each other. "It's so bad that even saying his name scares Oracle. And you say he didn't mean it?" Xelle's whisper was like a spark of fire. Quite disturbing if Rose had to admit it. She brushed off the lingering link of fingers, though Xelle's actions were not hurtful. "Theo didn't mean to. I was the one who misplaced the Oracle in our midst," Rose argued, not realizing how the blind finally blinked. "You're defending him, Rose?" Rose swallowed harshly. The glint in her eyes flickered quickly. "I'm not. It's just that you don't understand. I told you, that Theo did that out of his control. He had a nightmare last night." Rose held back the lump in the back of her throat. "You know I love Oracle, Axe, he's my son too. But please don't make a mess here. I've seen my husband hurt enough times. Not anymore. P
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"Oracle, are you sure you want to go straight home? Not wait for Om T to wake up first?" Oracle's rejection firmly dispelled the offer Rose had repeatedly made. Rose's breath rushed out, lips pressed together thinly. She contemplated everything that had not and would happen. In front of her, from a distance Rose had guessed what Xelle's reaction would be, if the blue bruise on Oracle's conspicuously elastic bandage—covered wrist caught the heterochromia's eye. As slow as a leaf combing Rose changed position. Towering high, she awaited the quick approach of the one who was now beside her. "Daddy." The thin curve of the lips responded to Oracle's greeting. A neat knit of eyebrows rose with Xelle's sharp eyes scrutinizing. He took a deep look at Rose's face, then turned back to the first focal point. His large body knelt down, light as a feather to reach for Oracle's small fingers—noticing carefully the cloth wrapped densely... breaking the suspi
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"Travis." Rose pushed her way in, making the man behind the ledger jump. "Sorry, Travis. I was in a hurry." "What is it, Miss?" The light question came after Travis closed the thin sheet marked with a string. "Do you have any painkillers or anything to treat the bruises on Oracle's hands? Theo just had a nightmare and accidentally did this to him. I'm scared if anything happens." Travis's eyebrows shot up. "Mr.T just had a nightmare?" he asked. In stark contrast to Rose's haste. Travis was too calm to notice the extent of the bruise. "No need to worry, miss. You'd better see the master, I'll treat him." Travis smiled. She hesitated between refusing or agreeing. Rose glared at Travis and Oracle's faces in turn. She blinked. "Are you sure there's nothing to worry about?" "Yes, Miss. I can handle it. You should see the master. He may need you." Stunned, considering things from all angles. Rose finally sighe
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"Uncle T, you hurt me. Let me go!" "Uncle T!" Rose tried to understand the situation in the dim room. Faint squeals of pain clashed in the air. Rose frowned, as the almost uninterrupted movement in its entirety pulled her closed brown eyes wide open. In front of Rose several black events were fully recorded, broadcasting the silhouette of a rough resistance along with a small body that was trying hard to pull himself out of the grip of the subconscious. Rose's heart hammered violently. All the chaos overlapped to form ornaments in her head. She took definite steps, quickly bringing half the darkness to light. And then some things that Rose couldn't digest properly, appeared in a heap, jolting her feelings. On that torture—like bed .... Oracle was completely unable to resist the strong grip that could be seen from the muscles digging into the surface of the large, clayey, man—sized arms of the person there. The
