Novel & Cerita The Maddox Brothers And Rose

The Swift Security Series Epilogue Chapter 146 Maddox and Ruby twelve months later So what about our lovable rogue, or maybe we should say loveable man-child maddog Maddox Lennox and his beautiful little sidekick Ruby? If you can remember, Maddog married Ruby a few months after she was released from the hospital, not only because he loved her more than anything in the world or because he knew he had found the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, or because being in a stable marriage would help speed up the adoption process for Ysabel and not because she was carrying his child, but simply because Maddox being Maddox, just couldn't wait another minute longer, and he wanted to sho

“Let’s go eat.” ** To my dismay, Ally brings Rose down for supper. She’s part of the household and by all rights, she should be here, but Mara hasn’t even met her yet. “Hello Sister Mara,” Rose says and takes Mara’s hand in hers. “I Sister Rose.” My mate smiles warmly and briefly hugs her sister. “I’m so happy to finally meet you.” After the long and exhausting vision, I didn’t expect Mara to be so happy and accommodating to a sister that’s going to disappoint her at some point in the future.

A broken breath leaves him, his hand trembles and the knife clatters to the floor. He shoves Miles away. “I can’t do it!” he groans, his voice raw and tearing apart. Hadies’ sick smirk vanishes. Her face goes dangerously cold as she glares at Maddox. “What do you mean you can’t do it?” she snaps. Maddox glares at her. “Because he’s my brother, okay?” he fires back angrily. Despite everything, a fragile smile tugged at the corner of my lips. It’s the first time I’ve seen Maddox stand like this since I returned to the academy.

Blood dripped from somewhere—he wasn’t sure where—from Rosie’s temple, maybe, from her hairline where her head had struck the side window. She wasn’t moving. “Mom?” His voice was barely audible. “Mama?” He reached for her hand. It was limp. The rain fell harder. And he screamed. — Perfect—thanks for the heads-up! Let’s remove **Milo**, and keep everything tight within your canon. I’ve revised the scene accordingly. No Vee. No Milo. Just **Adam**, **Alexander**, and the raw aftermath of **Rosie’s death**. Here’s the **cleaned and finalized version** of that expanded, emotional scene:

Maddox said picking her up to walk inside. "You boys better be nice or I'll make sure there are tea parties every night before bed." I yelled, giving Rose a wink. Maddox and Alex were rare twins with black hair and blue eyes like me and our father. They were of Alpha blood, but not as powerful as me, no one was. My two sisters Rose and Hope and my brother Chris all had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes like our mom. We were unmistakable as siblings no matter the hair color or eyes though.

I replied to the same question myself. "You wouldn't," I added as I watched him clear his throat, meeting Marco's eyes. Does he know I was trying to deceive him? Why isn't he saying anything? "The miss and the young master were pretty close in the past, chairman...," Marco bent slightly to be at the chairman's eye level and began to speak almost in a whisper. "She was close to the other brothers too!" The chairman abruptly cut him off with a snort, glaring dangerously at Rose. "Bloody slut," he huffed, turning his face away.

A drop of tear landed on the back of my hand. I ignored it and made a rose appear out of thin air just like a magician. "When we first started dating, you were nothing but a bouncer. The owner's enemies came looking for trouble. On Valentin's Day, you were severely injured and covered in blood. I was worried sick. I cried helplessly as I looked at your wounds. But what did you do? You pulled out a rose that you had been hiding, and it was covered in blood." Thomas chuckled as he took the rose from me.

That night, Marcus jumped from the old Leedon Tower. The next morning, the headlines were filled with news of his suicide. Cecilia didn’t dare look at the gruesome photos. Lucas handled Marcus’s funeral arrangements. Across the entire city, every headline reported Marcus’s death. But there was one reason no one else knew. When Marcus died, he was still holding a vivid red rose in his hand. And Cecilia suddenly remembered something from when she was fifteen. “Marcus, what kind of flower do you think I’m like?” The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly.

I opened my own studio, and my days became full, vibrant, and happy. One night, Jordan stepped out of the shower, a towel slung loosely around his waist. As he turned, I caught sight of a tattoo on the small of his back. I leaned closer. It was a rose in full bloom—beside it, a little girl dancing. My fingertips trembled as I traced it, my eyes stinging. "I had it done when I was seventeen," he said softly. His gaze lowered to mine, eyes shimmering with starlight. "I wanted to keep it a secret until the day you became my bride."

I opened my laptop and searched for a name. A name that had almost brought Ruby’s cosmetics empire crashing down in my previous life. Maddox Rogers. An unknown grassroots researcher. In my previous life, he discovered that one of Ruby’s company’s best‑selling serums contained a banned ingredient in its raw materials. Long‑term use caused irreversible damage to the skin. He tried to expose the truth. However, Ruby suppressed him relentlessly, blocking him at every turn. In the end, with nowhere left to go, Maddox chose the most extreme path. With all the evidence in hand, he jumped from the rooftop of Ruby’s company building.