Looking around them quickly, she wanted to make sure no one heard their conversation before she leaned over and whispered in his ear."Let's go upstairs...""Rosabella," He chuckles."I'm the best man, you're the bridesmaid, how do you think we can work on such a disappearance?"She knew he was right, but Rosabella simply couldn't help her.Instead, she continued to whisper more in his ear. "I want you to show me how much you own me, Charles. How much you don't like another man's hand in mine..."Charles put both of their drinks down on a nearby table and immediately wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her into his body."Are you trying to kill me?"Rosabella giggled, feeling him fix his mouth on her pulse point that he began to suck lightly.Unable to resist her body's reaction, she arched into him, making him smirk against her skin. She smells flowers and her very own delicious scent."God... so you need a reminder, Rosabella? How to behave? Do I need to keep you up all night?
"It wasn't a diamond ring but when a member of the Black Roses proposed, his future wife wore his Black Roses ring. You've seen it on Audrey, Farrah, and Fanny."She looked up from the box and looked him in the eye."Propose?" Her voice was soothing immediately, her heart pounding in her chest.Charles gently stroked her cheek. "You hate big gestures, Rosabella. But you're getting a ring. It's non-negotiable."Speechless, Rosabella held out her hand as Charles took out the ring and stuffed the box into one of his pockets.He was about to slide it in when she stopped him."Wait..." She quickly withdrew her hand, seeing the confusion on his face."I need you to promise me one thing before we're officially engaged.""Star?" He looked at her with concern."There's really two things..." She licked her lips as she tried to find the right words.Charles stood in front of her, patiently waiting for her explanation."If we have kids, I want them to have the option to get out of this life if th
Shrugging, Charles drank his wine before answering. "I don't mind the handcuffs I put on you a few days ago, so I assume you won't mind the ball and the leash." He joked.The two spent the next few minutes watching Michel and Fanny cut the cake before they resumed their conversation."So what if we make a deal?" Charles hands her a plate of cake."Oh, no way.""Why?""Really, Charles? We're terrible at making deals. We were supposed to just screw around and now we're talking wedding plans. I don't follow their arrangement. I'll go the way we want."She stuck a cake fork between his lips."Oh my, you're right." He gaped in response.Rosabella nodded firmly. "I'm always right and getting...""And you get what you want." He gulped, quickly kissing her lips."You know you always get what you want. Except in bed. Because that's where I'm king." He frowned at her as if challenging her.However, Rosabella just shrugged coldly, eating some cake herself."I have no problem with that, Charles."
"What makes you think we're going to have sex here?"Eyes wide, Rosabella reached forward and patted his chest, earning a mischievous laugh from him."Damn it."He laughs again but rests his head on her leg in his hands again to continue sucking."Like I could stop now..."Looking at her, all mischievous eyes then disappeared."But before we do... I want you to do something for me."Rosabella licked her lips as she watched him run his tongue over her pedicure-red toes."What."Charles' fingers massaged her legs a little harder."Touch yourself, Rosabella." He whispered.Rosabella inhaled sharply at his words.This isn't the first time he's asked this of her because Charles loves foreplay as much as she does. However, each time he utters any wish, it just makes her that much more interested.Slowly, Rosabella reached under her skirt and pulled her legs apart further as she let her hands move up to her inner thighs.She could see that he was looking down, watching her fingers trace her
On a deserted highway, a car was traveling at high speed."Maybe he won't make it," Andy screamed from the backseat as he helped Michel lean against him, seeing Michel press the bloody cloth to his wound, Andy let out another deep groan."Don't say bad luck, Andy. We drove as fast as we could." Carlos growled in response, urging Charlie to hit the accelerator."Why is he bleeding so much? Carlos, he's also bleeding in his leg. What should we do?" Andy groaned, his voice sounding panicky."They must have been aiming for his chest, they missed," Charles spoke soberly, speeding through the roads, trying to find a faster route."What do we do? We haven't recruited another doctor since the boss died and we can't go to the hospital either.""We'll have to do it ourselves, Andy. Now be quiet, don't say anything."But, Andy still didn't stay silent."He's bleeding some more, Carlos." He looked at Michel, who was now collapsing, his face beginning to turn pale from the loss of so much blood.U
One of the two men was half-lying on the other side, his body slumped against the chair, his face so white that his jet-black hair somehow looked even darker in contrast.He looks dead.A scream escaped from Fanny's throat as she immediately turned to the nearest car door and desperately tried to open it."Sit still, or I'll shoot you."She immediately stopped struggling, pressing her lips together in fear, fearing that any sound she made would be dangerous to herself.What the hell is going on?Why did they put her in the car? Why don't they go inside the hospital so the doctors and nurses can treat them?Now she noticed that they were driving away.Looking around more closely, she noticed that the other man in the back with them was holding the wounded man in place and was pressing a bloody cloth to the side of the unresponsive man.And there was a lot of blood coming out.Too much blood. The cloth has become wet and turned red."Let go of me. Please! I didn't do anything. Why are y
They watched her as she carefully removed any clothing from Michel's top half, cutting through them with medical scissors to assess the primary wound he had sustained.She went right into cleaning it, followed by carefully removing the bullet and then quickly stitching him up.Andy almost cried as he watched the heart monitor go down and the beeping almost stops, but what gave him hope was that the girl didn't stop for even a second."Ok, his blood type is A positive, where is the blood transfusion?"Carlos quickly led her to an adjoining storage room with a tall cooler in the back, stocked with all blood types and other medicines.Fanny immediately stepped forward and grabbed four bags, running back to quickly disinfect her hands, so she could pick up the blood bag on the pole, connecting it to the catheter in Michel's arm.On his other arm, she connected two more bags, one with antibiotics to fight any possible infections in his body and the other with needed fluids. which he will l
"But you did it the moment you entered this house. You're with us now. And I mean this, if you try to escape or whatever, you're going to die. So, you can also accept it now."Carlos paced the room for a bit as Fanny stood there completely speechless, scared, and devastated.Will she never see her family again? She only has a father and best friend, but to her, they are her world.And she knew they would be worried if she disappeared like that."Anyway, we're recruiting a doctor right now so you'll soon have someone with you. Maybe they can even train you. We've had a doctor before, but... he was killed." Carlos shrugged like it was nothing.Standing in front of her again, Carlos quickly scanned her body and just nodded in agreement."I'm leaving. We have some work to attend to. I'll be back to check on Michel later." He said as he walked out, quietly closing the door behind him.Standing in the room, Fanny was stunned, unable to believe what had just happened.Did she really have to