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2024-10-29 19:42:56Five hours was not a short time to stay in a room waiting for the arrival of whoever Theo had informed. Although she didn't know exactly where she was going... Rose was desperate to order a taxi online - across the hustle and bustle of Milan with just enough euro notes, and the debit card Theo had given her, before he left her alone. And if Rose had an urgent need.
Still aimlessly traveling, Rose's attention was drawn to the thermal paper-the results of her fetal sonography. She smiled, rubbing the surface of the image in illegible pixels. Only one-Rose was not pregnant with two as she had thought. It felt a little regretful to have rejected something that was not yet a reality. If Theo's reaction was anything other than expected, having three would be fine with Rose. "Control yourself, Rose!" Rose repeatedly patted her face lightly, barely able to contain herself. Then she gazed intently out of the window-enjoying the view of theRelated chapters
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"No, I'm not. I'm taking some time off to prepare some things until my wedding day. Oh, yes, Rose, this is Crowel, my fiancé and future husband." Sirea was eager to introduce Crowel. She seemed so trusting of her fiancé. She didn't even seem to care, even though the man had no intention of letting go of the touch of his fingers - continuing to hold Rose's hand. Crowel's gaze was too intense. Rose didn't move when the man pulled her into his embrace. "Sorry. This is how we familiarize ourselves." Rose's forehead furrowed. She remembered that Sirea didn't do the same thing as Crowel when they were first introduced. She knew Crowel was lying. Hoping that Sirea would take her lover away, before Crowel did something easy. Luckily, Sirea received an incoming call from who-knows-who, so she hurriedly excused herself, leaving Rose alone in the park. ***
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A gentle stroke from the top of the head traveled down, touching the surface of the skin of the face that looked innocent without any make-up. Theo thinned his lips. The action was a far cry from the expression that was too cold to read. He had been on the edge of a rage for most of the day, seeking an outlet to control his unstoppable anger for one reason. Some time ago before returning to the hotel, precisely after sending a short message to Rose-he accidentally pressed the notification pop-up that successively came in when he got several new messages. Unfortunately, it ended up in two photo submissions from unknown numbers, which Theo had actually ignored since he had a technical meeting for hours in the meeting room. Nothing could have gone wrong. If only the photos didn't show Rose being intimate with a man out in the open. He was furious - even smashing an innocent cell phone into pieces, without thinking of hacking it. Two photos with almost di
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Rose's jaw was deliberately gripped, making their eyes squeeze together. The more Rose didn't say a word, the more Theo's face darkened-Rose realized Theo was getting out of control. "What do you care, he's a nobody," she said, wearing a defiant expression. "What do I care?" The man grinned mysteriously. "What if I say you're my wife again? I have reason to be angry, when my wife is with another man." Theo's statement seemed to kill her. Rose tried to be unaffected, but there was not a shred of lie to be found from the blind glare, who didn't look away - locking Rose in a tight corner. She felt shipwrecked, simply climbing a mind that felt stuck. "You've got to be kidding, right?" Rose traced the face of the adonis before her, hoping Theo would justify the question she asked. "Look at the ring on your finger." Theo's grip loosened, followed by a movement of Rose's body, w
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What problem could tears solve? Rose tried not to involve the pain of Theo's statement, ever since she slammed and stepped out of the car that brought her to the mansion earlier. Not wanting to get ahead of herself, Rose only regretted the one occasion where Theo didn't apologize, even though the man already knew the facts about Sirea. It was clear that the car's engine was forced to speed up again, leaving Rose, who chose to go to the guest room - to calm down from several things, which made her feelings crushed. To top it all off, Rose had no idea how to explain her position as someone who had been married without a reception. How did she not know she had been framed in such detail. Should Rose file a lawsuit against a relationship that was not based on a foundation like her relationship with Theo? Their marital status, was it official in the eyes of religion? Rose shook her head vaguely. She was too naive to think things were as go
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The car, which could reach speeds of up to 400km/h, suddenly stopped. Theo's body was restrained. He gripped the steering wheel tightly. He stared hard at the reflection of his face in the rearview mirror. Anger was still gathering in his ashen eyes-how stupid, to have believed the photo, which had managed to destroy his composure. Ever since Rose had mentioned Sirea, it wasn't the intimate photo that Theo cared about anymore. Sirea had never worked for his company. But she had an attachment to someone who Theo believed was the mastermind of the misunderstanding Rose was accused of. There was no telling what kind of plan Magdalena had hatched earlier. Theo was quite appreciative of how the two cousins, Magdalena and Sirea, worked together, putting a strain on his relationship with Rose. Or if Theo had to put it in perspective, Sirea was assigned to disguise herself as someone who could get close to Rose. It almost worked. There was no way Theo was going to let Sirea, and the man
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The clomping of feet drew Rose's consciousness. Her brown nether-eyes opened slowly, finding the skyline of the building in front of her lit up. The bias of the light made Rose blink a few times, feeling clueless in a place that was not so familiar. "I'm still alive?" Rose muttered to herself. She touched exactly where the wound on her body was lodged. Before ending up unconscious. Shouldn't she be in a room filled with figurines of women? All she saw was the innocence of the whitewashed walls, and Theo-there, walking the same straight line over and over again. His face was downcast as if he was thinking about something. Rose quickly turned away when he realized something, which made their eyes meet. The look in Theo's ashes implied guilt. Rose didn't care what it was, the pain in her heart was still the same-it was at the level of disappointment. "Are you awake, Sugar?" Rose's fingers gripped the thick blanket tightly when she heard Theo's steps approaching. The touch of that
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"What do you have to gain by trapping me in marriage?" The man finally chuckled. "What's in it for me? I got you, that's all what I deserve." How proud Theo's face smiled viciously as he turned to look at Rose. "But it's okay, I won't stop you, if you want to end things. I mean, it's fine, if you want a divorce. Just be patient. After me and that damn woman are done, and I introduce you to my father. You can go ahead and file your lawsuit with the court, Lion will assist you." Is that how people with money are? For them, divorce is not a complicated matter. When something doesn't fit into the agreement, or there are other things that don't fit into the path that intersects with the harmony of marriage. They easily throw out the word 'separation', as if being one and being united, is something that has no honor value. Rose shot Theo a piercing look. "Divorced and your widow, is that it?" she asked, her anger never ending,
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Strangers and not talking to each other. Ever since Rose asked Theo not to show his face in front of her. The man was never really seen. Never anywhere where Rose was. Until now, five days of their relationship was not okay. It was quiet on the dining table, with only Beatrace busy in the kitchen. Rose had offered to help the middle-aged woman, but she had received rejection after rejection. With the same excuse, of course. Rose's breathing was rough, not knowing how to properly enjoy the breakfast in front of her. Everything still felt strange, she didn't want to sink any further. Although her mind kept wondering where Magdalena was after the night's events. Everyone she met was silent when she directly expressed her curiosity, but that didn't rule out Rose, unaware of Theo's indifference regarding Magdalena's actions. Lion slipped up a little when Rose tried the man for the lies he had told. Rose doesn't try to make a big deal o
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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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"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
