"I love you, T. Proposing to and marrying Rose later is just a status to cover my shame. We'll still be together even if I get married." Just one step inside the apartment, Rose had to be treated to a loud voice from Sean that made her feelings abandoned. The heart that was still in the form of a lump, immediately crumbled into pieces. Moreover, the scene in front was so suffocating. Two men were hugging, then followed by an unpleasant scene. The sound of two lips clashing was like the saddest song Rose had ever heard. The betrayal that Sean had committed in front of her eyes really disappointed Rose. Ever since the trip, she had been bothered by Sean's disappearance. Rose thought, she'd rather go to Sean's apartment directly than not get any news from her boyfriend. How could Sean destroy Rose's last hope of love. Having an affair with a man, seriously, what had Rose been missing? Rose knew. Sean had never gotten what she had been told he didn't want, to enjoy her body.
"What happened to you, Rose? Why are you here in broad daylight?" The worried tone of Aiden's voice emphasized that the man was worried about Rose being out of control. "Don't drink anymore, you'll get drunk. We have a guest who wants to pay you a lot of money. At six in the afternoon you have to serve him." Afternoon? Paid handsomely? Who was the guest? Rose's brain immediately started to think. Damn it, Sean! He had broken her heart like this and almost forgot her usual activities. It was a good thing Rose had only had two small glasses of wine, she was still in her right mind to digest Aiden's words. "What's the name of the guest who wants to pay me so much? I don't want to let yesterday happen again. You're not my good boss anymore if that happens again, Aiden," Rose said as she raised her head, which had been bowed. She gave Aiden a probing look. Don't let today's guest be Bouldog. That disgusting man was really troubling. "You just calm down. I won't accept strange
Rose looked at her face in the mirror to reconfirm how she looked. She was a little grateful to find that her make-up made her look fresher, only needing to add a bright red lipstick on her lips as the final touch. It was not without reason that Rose chose the color red. Apart from the demands of the job that made her have to look hot, red also symbolized courage. Rose sighed. Slowly her hands moved to color her own lips and now her appearance was even more perfect. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, in five minutes she had to go to the client's room to do her usual work. Regarding the work contract, the service provider and recipient had already signed an agreement. All Rose had to do was serve, then get paid - and that was it, she had some pretty free hours. Once she got home early, she could immediately lay down in her room. Rose stepped out of her dressing room. Strange. she don't know why suddenly felt bad about this one. She was afraid that the client who dar
"Likes to challenge. Looks like your naughty lips need to be punished." Theo grinned warningly. His free left hand was used to press Rose's chin up. It just so happened that the lips were half-open, Theo had the opportunity to immediately crush them. Eyes that had been closed opened wide as soon as the wet tongue met his. Damn it! What was wrong with this woman's body, why did it affect him so much? Every inch of Rose's body was like heroin-raising the dopamine levels in the brain. Theo had never felt such a good lick in his entire life as an asshole. He was hooked! Unfortunately, he was about to bring his lips back to Rose's. The woman elbowed Theo in the ribs first. "How dare you kiss me!" A loud curse, followed by a stomp on Theo's foot freed Rose from his confinement. "Bar - bar!" groaned Theo under his breath. The feet still clad in pentofel shoes felt like they were about to be hollowed out by Rose
"You-you're still a virgin?" There was no answer from Rose. Theo didn't think asking was enough. He then looked down, his eyes rounded in disbelief at the sight of the blood below. How could Rose, a whore so low in his eyes be a chaste girl? Theo thought Rose was a hypocritical woman who used the important points in her contract as an alibi to get her paid well. He was dead wrong. For the rest of his life, Theo had never once touched a virgin. Even his own future ex-wife, Magdalena, was another man's ex-wife. Theo shook his head faintly. A feeling of guilt began to strip away a large part of his heart. Whether to Rose or to whom, all Theo could think about was his promise. A promise to someone that was broken today. Dara .... The name instantly hit Theo's head. 'Promise me, don't touch a girl, Dore. Don't take away their most precious treasure.' The image of an obsolete memory rang like a never-ending turmoil of hope. Theo would not have regretted what he did to Rose
I suppose you're the sea, I'm the river and our relationship is the estuary, where your vastness can't stop me from diving in. Bridgette Elen Lagos. -------------------------------- "Fine! You insist." Theo smiled sarcastically. With a single screech, his voice boomed out to call someone out there. Lion sensed the difference in his master's baritone voice. He moved to open the door, entering to find Theo standing with his arms folded across his chest. A stern, haughty, sharp and cruel look could be seen in Theo's gray eyes. It had been a long time since Lion had seen such a rare sight. He was forced to reminisce about a time under six years ago. As far as Lion knew, since Dara's departure, his master had changed from being like a cruel Greek god to a better one and finally chose to live a normal life as a boss. But now it all seemed to have returned, ensnaring Theo until there was no virtue to be seen i
"Get your hands off my body!" The successive blows Rose gave him didn't stop Theo's depraved actions. The man was playing with Rose's, waiting for the pukas to drain the wetness. "You're ready for me." Theo whispered with satisfaction. Before Rose could offer any resistance, he pulled her hands behind her back. Lowering his head, he tasted the bare shoulder with his hot lips. Intoxicating. That one word described the opium pops in his head. There were so many strings of desire. There was only one thing he could do, penetrate before Rose found a way to avoid it. "Once in, immediately los. Do I get to play rough now?" Theo didn't need an answer. He began to grip. Pulling Rose's hair back. Rose's grimacing face gave him a pleasant sensation. Theo loved to see Rose so messed up. The demon in his soul compelled him to stay tough. "Normally your naughty lips would be insulting.
Beauty is pain. -------------------------------- The tread of feet echoed through the silence. The faint sound of ragged breath, as if aiming at tools that are left to cool on their own. The screeching sound of the door signaled that the room was left empty again with hope. Theo with a cold, piercing gaze walked into the empty throne. A large figurine hung gracefully in the dim light. His desperate steps halted. His legs bent, he knelt before the large figurine, where a beautiful woman was perfectly depicted inside. "I'm sorry," Theo squeaked with his head bowed deeply. "I'm sorry I broke my promise to you. I did it, took away someone's purity," he continued as he shook his head slowly. "Dar..." Theo looked up, calling out the name that barely left his lips. "Why the silen
"Axe, stop your car." The car that had been provided since they arrived in Canada. What Rose had never imagined was that the car she was riding in would drive off into the forest. While the man in the driver's seat really had his heart set on getting there. A cold, sharp, unaccepting gaze met the heterochromia's bead. "Stop your car, Axe!" Rose turned to confirm exactly where they were going to dock. It was too far, and she was again jolted by the sudden stop of the car. "Why here?" asked Rose softly. Her attention was fully focused on a single denizen of the jungle. Firm, large, clawed features mirrored the creature that walked beneath the elder tree. Rose's mind shuddered at the thought of the beast becoming aware of their presence. "Get out!" Instantly Rose glared at Xelle in disbelief. "What do you mean?" "That wild tiger will make you die quickly. Now you can catch up with your dear husband." "Get out!" Rose wanted to inter
One counts first. The next two. Rose held her breath after obtaining the firearm. She froze in place as the instincts of a dominant man turned sharply to digest what had happened in the blink of an eye. Rose realized that piercing expression was not good for her. "Don't come any closer!" threatened Rose, bringing the muzzle of the gun to her temple. "Fuck! What are you doing!" Rose took a step back whenever Xelle tried to get closer. Rose's common sense really wasn't there. Not with her. "Stop your ridiculous behavior, Rose." Rose shook her head violently. She would rather end her life than wander aimlessly, shrouded in emptiness, shadowed by the guilt of having contributed to the loss of her husband's life. Rose couldn't hold on to anything. All was lost in the shuffle. "I'm warning you once again, Rose. Stop your ridiculous behavior!" No! Rose argued with a wet face. Trembling her arm steadily began to squeeze the trigger. A
Rose's fingers fiddled with her black wedding ring with a half-empty stare, she had just put it back on her ring finger. Rose didn't care, really didn't care about the fact that the ring wouldn't come off. In the new room and the smell of the room that was still so new she sank. Not to wait for the man who had said goodbye a moment ago, or because Rose wanted to. The first time she entered her new home. Rose was pestered with various troublesome things, which is why, she unpacked several red velvet boxes containing individual pieces of jewelry. Two necklaces. The first one she received that day. Before the big explosion—when she thought she had lost Theo. Then he'd come back with something surprising. Like a pendant of undulating curves, a form of life that truly gave Theo a chance at life. That's what Rose had hoped would happen to her. But instead, for how long Theo has not returned. Buried and identified by a gravestone. Rose exhaled rough air from her lips. The sec
"Where is Mommy going? Why won't we see each other again?" Knowing that such a question was not what Rose was expecting. "Home." She spoke almost choked up. One of the Oracle's eyebrows rose high at that. "But daddy says we can still see each other often." "Yeah, he's right," Rose corrected. Stupidly she had let it slip a little at first. "But then Oracle must always obey Daddy and Mommy Bridgette. We'll meet at another time. I don't know when." Rose finished the rest of the slump by towering over Xelle who was staring at her in understanding. A moment .... Not brave enough Rose glanced at the little girl beside the man who also offered Rose the distance to step out. She paused that decision, then affected to touch the top of Acampeliaz's head. "Can I have a little of your smile?" asked Rose. The twinkle in Acampeliaz's beady eyes rumbled with doubt. Rose noticed that Acampeliaz's little fingers were tightening. "Just a little. I'm not a
When she woke up, Rose was not confronted with a dark background with car headlights on. She was lying in a very cold place. The white and sterile decorations on the walls were a welcome change of pace. Rose gasped. Forcing herself awake, she found a pair of heterochromia beads staring at her. Much to her surprise, Xelle was there standing against the wall, releasing the folds of his arms from the clasp of his chest as one step made the decision to approach. "All your clothes have been prepared by Bridgette. It's been transferred to the jet. We're going to Canada today." Today .... This meant Rose had missed a night of leaving Theo at the funeral. She should still be there. Keeping Theo company, making a deal with him—either Theo comes back, or she goes along. But it hadn't all worked out. Rose hasn't gotten her answer yet. And her choice still hangs between a great dilemma. If she has to reach out to death, she should choose the right place. Toronto, Cana
"You want me to die or you to wake up, Theo?" The last option began to jolt Rose. Death was a shadow that offered her happiness. Whether that was true or not. If the second part won out over her stupidity. At least Rose wouldn't regret trying to find a way out of life's predicament. "Answer me, Theo. I'm not playing around, and I'm not threatening. Everything I had is gone, there's no reason for me to survive anymore." "Wake up. Get up!" Rose pounded on the slightly damp ground. She put all her energy into waiting for Theo to respond. However, she was only doing a useless job of buying up unhealthy ideas to replace the truth in her mind. At least right now Rose needed the reassurance that Theo would return, then she would undo the self-harm."Wake up, Theo." "Get up or I'll destroy your tomb!" Rose half turned on her knees slamming her arms together repeatedly. Rose was getting out of control as she tried to remove a pile of hardened soil
Rose couldn't take it if circumstances kept pouring everything she couldn't bear into her ego. She blamed Theo for the abyss he had offered her. Two near misses in close proximity. Rose would hold Theo accountable for what and who had happened to him. She turned around. Approaching some of Bridgette's paraphernalia left on the nightstand, she roughly grabbed the car keys. Rose waltzed into the doorway. Right at the meeting line she came face to face with the woman with the tray in hand. "Where are you going, Rose?" Bridgette asked with a look of astonishment on her face. Rose didn't care how she got past the woman who was more or less her size. She sprinted before Bridgette's shouts tried to stop her in her tracks. With a rush of breath Rose reached the house. The car lights came on and she hurriedly got into the driving seat. Rose stepped on the gas pedal so hard that Bridgette was left behind with despair. Maneuvering as madly as she could to get what she
"Rose, what are you doing? Dinner is waiting for you. It'll get cold." Only for a moment did Rose glare at Bridgette's presence. The rest of the time she returned to hugging her big doll without interest. "No, Bridgette, I'm still full." Rose spoke just as importantly. She wiped the water from the corner of her eyes, which had been seeping steadily ever since. "You have to eat. You'll get sick." The squeak of the door signaled the kind of action Bridgette was taking. She approached and sat on the edge of the bed. "Eat, Rose. Just a little bit. Or would you like me to bribe you?" Silence. Rose said nothing in reply. She pressed her face deeply between big jailen's fur. "Just a moment. I'll get dinner for you." Rose knew Bridgette was gradually breaking away. Bridgette's footsteps began to move away, surprisingly the faint, deep, hoarse voice at the door was heard very quietly. Rose turned her head briefly, and sure enough Xelle was there - f
"My photos? What do you mean?" This was something new that had not occurred to Rose. She had rarely if ever witnessed Theo taking pictures of anything, let alone her. And now Xelle seemed to be revealing her husband's secret. "How did you know my photos were there?" asked Rose still sprinkled with curiosity. "He said it himself when he threatened me. I thought it was important to move your photos before the laptop was taken over." "So you're saying Theo collects my photos?" "I don't know much. You can see for yourself if you want." Rose's gaze then shifted to the front. She no longer wanted to discuss anything. The afternoon skies was already on her mind. Italy and Milan held a myriad of memories with Theo. Rose was claustrophobic the further away she got. "After I pack my things, we can fly straight to Canada, right?" Once again Rose wanted to make sure. She managed to turn Xelle's facial expression slightly sharp. "Maybe tomorrow, Rose. Tonight Bridge