(Not) His Sugar Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Toronto, Canada. 8 P.M. Rose moved out of bed after realizing Oracle had just drifted off to sleep. Ever since the fight had passed, she had just stayed in bed doing nothing, despite the occasional pain like the one before she left Theo outside alone. It wasn't that she didn't care, but Rose didn't want to worry about what she would experience as long as the pain only came and went suddenly - not sustained for a long time. She thought, it's all because Theo didn't penetrate her, plus he was jerking her off very roughly. No, it wasn't. Rose shook her head vaguely, then lifted her foot to the bathroom. Perhaps a little soak with aroma therapy would calm her muddled mind. Still silent, once there Rose turned the water tap to fill the tub that had been left empty. Her slow movements spilled a few drops of essential oil. Then she switched, turning on the shower until the splashes touched her face.

"Why come out wearing this damn cloth?" Theo looked down to watch Rose's face closely. "You want to bait me?" he asked, at the same time making sure that he could actually go back to Italy without taking Rose along, which would probably be difficult. But he would try. Theo hissed as he tightened his arms around Rose. "You've got me hooked, Sugar. We can make love for a while here. How about it?" "Don't you dare!" A sharp gasp was the main reaction after hearing that ridiculous invitation. Rose quickly rebelled, separating herself from the reach of Theo who was staring at her. "Your brain is not right. What you did to me earlier still hurts. Now you're asking me to do it again!" Rose highlighted Theo's suddenly unreadable change in expression. Either showing dislike, or distrust. Let it go, Rose didn't really care. She just wanted the folder back. "Move aside." Passing by Theo who was still standing, Rose

Rose slowly untied the shackles. Her eyes rounded at what lay before her. A chimney-shaped pipe burst free, splashing green viscous liquid with such force that her face was wet beyond recognition. "Theo!" screeched Rose in exasperation. She threw the box on her lap roughly. Rubbing her face, she clears her vision to see something different-two hidden objects scattered out, one black and folded, the other sealed with a fiery red hue. Rose got up, not approaching the two tantalizing things. She left briefly to clean up and change clothes. Returning from the repetitive activity of touching the water at night. Rose hesitantly flopped softly on the floor. Her arm stretched out to grab a familiar folded object - a wallet she had been holding, complete with thick bills inside. What had Theo given her the wallet for? Rose shook her head vaguely, then moved on to another gift. Sh

Punishment for the mistake of watching Rose's body was on the horizon. Lion would not go unpunished, even if he finally told the truth. Whatever it was, consequences were consequences. Rose's body belonged to him. Only Theo could strip Rose naked by sight and touch. "Quickly get the knife and other necessities. I want you to slice all these onions to the same size. Not too thin, let alone too thick." Theo leaned in front of the pantry, watching Lion's every move on the bar counter, doing the job he was given. Occasionally Lion seemed to wipe his eyes. Sometimes the action lasted a long time. It made Theo sick to look at him. "I didn't ask you to stop." "Sorry, sir. I can't open my eyes." Lion tried for the umpteenth time, but the pain spontaneously closed the eyelids that were forced wide. The water in the corners of the eyes even melted a little. Lion could not help it. He woul

Two weeks without Theo, her life was completely free. She was like a bird flying in the night, soaring through all the things she wanted to do. Most importantly, she could focus on her original goal of becoming a prostitute. Rose readied herself, adding makeup and tidying up her previous appearance. The routine, which had been put on hold, had continued since the first day Theo left. In fact, this time she deliberately asked Aiden to provide three clients at once, in order to fill the neglected search. Picking herself up in front of the mirror for the last time. Through her work, Rose promised that she would soon find one of the members of the clan with the black cross skull tattoo in order to find out who was behind her parents' death. She strode impatiently towards the VVIP room. Still hoping for a miracle to hold her close. Although she knew, it was difficult to carry out a mission that had failed to be controlled f