"Now tell me what you mean, Sugar." Theo pulled Rose by the waist, holding her tightly to the ideal body that fit him perfectly. Then he played with Rose's hair until it became random. "Let go first." Rose tried to pull off the sturdy arms that were not bothered, occasionally she patted and gave a strong pinch. However, the result was the same, nothing. Only a smile that looked mocking. "Just let me know, and I'll let you go." A sensual whisper accompanied by a lick on the earlobe made Rose shudder away. "You have to promise you won't get angry after hearing this," she said as she glared and pushed Theo's broad chest apart. "Yes. I promise I won't get angry. Tell me, what do you mean 'for my son's sake'?" Rose's fingers moved to close Theo's lips which were currently tightly clenched. She tried to hold back the laughter that eventually cur
However, too high expectations always bring down hope. Especially at this time Sean had to swallow a bitter pill, his movements stopped after witnessing firsthand Theo's tightening grip on Rose's body. The man looked so possessive. Theo when he first heard Sean's voice, immediately turned around to reach Rose. Then deliberately erased the distance between them by wrapping his arms around the proportional body tightly, as if he was showing his possessive side in front of Sean. Theo chuckled realizing Sean's gaze never left the action he had just done. A sardonic smile then became a sweetening spice when Sean's face turned sour. "It's very rude of you to compliment a married woman, especially in front of her husband," Theo sneered, further gripping Rose's body as she tried to break free. The two people
"Theo, get out of the way!" Bugh! Wanting to pull Theo away from the worst possibility, because Sean's unawareness had endangered the lives of others, made Rose an easy target. The punch that Sean should have given Theo landed on his face, which now had to endure the pain. The blow was so hard that Rose's body turned away, just a little bit-almost touching the floor, had Theo not caught her swiftly. The atmosphere, which had been uncontrollable, died down. Things gradually quieted down as Sean fell into a guilt-ridden silence. He watched Theo's every movement that looked so adoring, very slowly bringing Rose to stand up straight and adjusting the hair that covered the beautiful face. In an instant Theo's expression changed sharply. The little blood that flowed from the corner of Rose's lips really
"I told you. Stop it!" Theo's yell reflexively made Rose flinch. The woman turned away, meeting her eyes with a gray gaze filled with anger. Rose took a deep breath. She didn't know how she could endure Theo's bizarre behavior this time. The man made her sick. "Just giving in once won't lower your self-esteem, Theo. Look what you've done to others. Sean is dying, and you still don't care? Where's your conscience, huh?" "I've studied martial arts, know how powerful you are. I think you used all that to beat up your brother. Why didn't you think before you acted?" Rose pointed endlessly. In stark contrast to Theo who looked unaccepting. "I did those things because he hurt you!" the man said sharply. Still, Rose felt Theo needed to be made aware. "Sean's punch wouldn't have hit my face if you hadn't shut up like a fool," she continued. Theo coughed
"T told me you were his wife. Is that true?" Rose was silent, trying to understand the meaning of Sean's question. What Rose didn't understand was why Theo would make such a statement when they weren't married. Theo did take all the documents, and Rose knew that they were only used to fill in a few important things in the agreement between the bets that the man won. The rest was nothing ridiculous that Rose could question. Or is Theo deliberately lying? Rose thought to herself. With that, Sean had no choice but to move on and forget about their earlier relationship. Maybe Rose should continue something that Theo had started. This was her chance to be free of the two brothers' endless strife. "Yeah. That's right," Rose said quietly, hiding her left hand behind her right. She knew what Sean was looking for, those blue eyes were fixed on only one spot.
"Sean! Someone's looking for you." Charlotte banged on the hospital door abruptly, then closed it again. Her breath caught near Sean who was lying on the blanket. Making the man who tried to close his eyes, opened his eyes wide again. "Who?" asked Sean quietly, still feeling pain all over his body. "Don't know. That person's appearance is not random and looks very classy." "Where is he now?" "He was at the reception desk. I could hear him asking the nurse where your room was." Sean's forehead repeatedly wrinkled in surprise. He looked up at the hospital skyline. He wondered who the person who was looking for him might be. Sean's mind had not yet finished traveling. The sound of the door opening indirectly attracted the attention of two people in the hospital room. Sean and Charlotte looked in the same
The brown eyes blinked, trying to get used to the light shining on her face. Strange. No idea where she was... Rose was literally woken up dizzy, having been put to sleep by something piercing her flesh. She turned around, finding a handsome man beside her with his eyes closed. That adonis face looked pure, innocent as sin while sleeping. Rose's arm unconsciously stretched out, her fingers touched Theo's forehead for starters-followed by a touch of the bridge of the nose to the lower lip whose center was slightly parted. As the activity went on for a long time, Rose's body suddenly jerked when a hand grabbed her wrist. "Are you satisfied?" The distinctive waking voice sounded so sexy. Rose's face flushed with embarrassment as Theo's gray eyes opened, looking at her with a mischievous glance. Rose glared. "Let go of my hand," she said as she tried to break free from Theo
"And, one more thing. Can you shave off those disgusting hairs of yours? They bother me so much." Rose felt Theo's small movement that separated their bodies. Still with a touch on the shoulder, the man highlighted her face, as if in a challenging and dismissive manner... visible from the angle of his highly curved lips. "There seems to be something different. I thought you didn't make a big deal about chest hair yesterday. Even when I was naked in front of you, you didn't protest. Why are you suddenly asking me to shave it off?" Theo pushed a few strands of Rose's blonde hair back. His fingers again grasped the rest of the mane on the charming woman's shoulders with one fist. "Give me a clearer reason. I'll try to consider whether to comply with your wishes or not," he said as he looked down. Rose's lips that seemed to be open and closed—hesitant to say something, really drew Theo's curiosity deeper. One arm reached o
"Damn woman. How dare you play behind my back!" A thrown item almost hit the woman who was staggering in fear. Still in her nun's clothes, the woman's body was dirty and covered in bruises. Her long hair was disheveled. The woman grimaced with the corners of her lips trembling in fear. It was her fault that she was found in a state of no escape. The rage of a man was about to take her life. A man in a fit of rage is truly merciless. She endured every punishment, especially the way the cigarette flame touched the skin of her hands and feet. She just resigned herself unable to hold on to the resistance. It was all too late. Couldn't get rid of the savage, crazy and heartless old man. "Mercy, sir," she said softly, but explosions of rage overwhelmed the worn-out warehouse. She was helpless. Her long hair was pulled back to stare up at a face full of frowns and vicious streaks that went everywhere. Then a slap made the nun—clad woman turn away violently. "I apo
For the next few seconds, not a word was spoken. Theo's fingers were still doing their endless thing. More and more those hot lips began to nestle in the recesses of Rose's neck. Sometimes a small nibble on the earlobe would tempt Rose to let out a stifled moan. Rose had to remind Theo they had just had an emergency situation. His father probably hadn't left the mansion yet. And the man was already back to his perverted thoughts. "Theo, this isn't our room," Rose warned. It was enough to make Theo stop. The moment the ash bead turned towards Dara's large figurine, a mischievous grin simultaneously appeared offering Rose all kinds of alarm. She should have acted quickly before Theo did anything. Unfortunately Rose's movements were sluggish, spilling onto the bed first as Theo brought her to tussle under the thick blankets. One tug of a t-shirt on Rose's body slipped away. The rest of the clothes were just as easily tossed to the floor. Theo seems impatient to undo
"Damn old fart!" Zever's silence was short-lived. The next Theo was back in the picture. The man's anger was unusually explosive. He slashed at anyone nearby once, then lunged at Verasco mercilessly. A lunge that sent Verasco toppling backwards to hang from the second floor railing. "Great lord!" called Lion loudly. Everything had happened. Verasco's position was under great threat while Rose stared at Theo in disbelief. "What are you doing?" She asked incredulously. Thankfully, Verasco was still able to defend himself. However, Theo's cold streak didn't exactly care as he waltzed away towards Dara's room. The last point Rose found her husband disappeared, then turned to where Lion was trying to pull Verasco's arm to crawl up. "Let me help," Rose said shakily, offering to help. She and Lion struggled together. Little by little, they dragged Verasco to get the right accuracy to place his feet between the holes. One or two counts of them strugglin
The first time she opened the door to the main room, Rose's eyes were fixed to the west, noticing Theo and Verasco facing each other along the second floor line. No wonder Verasco's voice was booming as he searched for Lion. The man who was also there, bowed down next to Theo's body and said absolutely nothing. Rose closed the frame quite carefully. Keeping her distance from her husband. She was grateful that Theo was still in control of the body, though not with Verasco who seemed to be growing increasingly displeased. Anger was thick in Verasco's gray bead. The worst part hurt in Rose's mind when the middle-aged man spoke up. Not knowing how Theo heard it, Rose took a step faster. "You ignorant bastard. You should have gotten out of my son's body!" Verasco said angrily again. Theo's defiant stance was relaxed in the face of his father, as if it didn't matter what Verasco said. However, Rose knew very well what Theo was like inside. She quickly grabbed one
"Miscarriage... again, Rose?" Theo's question was full of disappointment. Not wanting to get carried away made Rose immediately tighten her embrace, but it seemed like Theo had the full power to separate himself from her reach. The ash gaze was sharp, demanding Rose without a word being spoken. She didn't know what Theo was thinking as he silently stared at her. Rose hesitated, not brave enough to cup the hard clenching of her jaw. Was Theo angry? Was Theo going to lay the blame on her? Rose was still wondering... her lips slowly moved to say something. "Theo—" Rose's words were stuck in the back of her throat. She was staring at the eyes that were repeatedly blinking. Theo hissed like he was suppressing something. Theo's gaze changed frequently. One moment Rose seemed to find Zever there. Soon she knew Theo was playing his part. "Theo." Rose called softly. Hoping Theo would survive, then be lost by Zever's lingering presence. At first Rose was s
Sugar. A special call from one person for her. Rose blinked quickly just to fully digest the chaotic situation a few moments ago if Theo was really back. Breaking away slightly Rose scrutinized the ash bead deeply. There was another flash that set Zever and Theo's ways apart when the two men locked eyes. Theo was with her, and instantly the euphoria in Rose's chest exploded. She'd been waiting for moments like this, never letting go of the man she'd been with a second time. "You've gone too far!" said Rose almost inaudibly. She rushed in and hugged Theo tightly. Truly venting all the pent-up feelings that had almost perforated Rose's madness. What could Theo say now to calm Rose down. The hollow of Theo's neck became the target of Rose's longing—0sniffing activities, even though since yesterday she had met the same body. "You make me claustrophobic, Sugar." Theo's baritone voice whispered softly, but those arms also wrapped warmly around Rose's small b
It was quiet there without the usual Lion feeding the husky. Rose's steps came to a halt just as Esmeralda howled and yipped in greeting from inside the cage. For a moment Rose examined the small bowl in the corner. It looked like she'd made a mistake, because the feed was scattered from Esmeralda's meal. "Your Papa Lion just left, huh?" asked Rose, unlocking the cage and letting Esmeralda out. "Come here, Esme. I'll take you to meet your new husband." It wasn't hard for Rose to lead the husky to the main room. When she opened the door, Zever just happened to come out from behind the door. The towel wrapped around the man's hips was sexy with beads running down the surface of his chest, creeping up to the base of his stomach and disappearing behind the absorbent fabric. Rose's smile was briefly directed at Zever. She was paying too much attention to Esmeralda's portion of the reaction to realize Zever was having a panic attack, which brings on intense fear or anxie
Rose winced, wanting to stretch her entire spine. Her movements were restrained by the known position of resting one's face on the top of one's chest. Last night they hadn't slept like that, but Rose didn't want to worry about how the density of her and the man's little snores could be so perfect for each other. Rose slowly looked up to trace her husband's closed face. She wanted to guess who she might be addressing if those gray eyes were open. Would it be Theo, or Zever .... Rose wished Theo would show up, at least there were still many problems they had to solve together. Between the misunderstanding, which probably still made Theo think the man had killed her parents. And about tattoos to some empty puzzles that must be put together. Only Theo, because Rose was sure Zever had her doubts about him until the truth was that Zever didn't know anything about all the conflicts during Theo's takeover. Rose's fingers played carelessly over the surface of the chest stu
"Is he asleep?" muttered Rose as she entered the room, only to find Zever curled up on his side of the bed. Carefully Rose padded then crawled slowly upstairs. Approaching her husband who was either asleep or not. As Rose remembered Zever wearing thick and long clothes, her forehead knitted in wonder as the blanket was realized to be wrapped almost completely around the man's body. Rose also positioned herself sideways with one arm for support. Gradually her fingers reached out to touch Zever's forehead to make sure the man beside her was at a normal temperature. And it seemed that Zever was indeed fine, or Rose should have made sure that the man was shirtless. It wasn't Theo's habit to sleep without a single thread covering his upper body. Rose's short sigh brought the thick fabric halfway down Zever's legs. Her husband's clothes were intact. Perhaps it was one of Theo's contradictory forms. Rose really had to hold herself still. Her attention was suddenl