“You lecherous Doctor, perverted Playboy!”  Rose said a series of cursed sentences.  He was embarrassed by his messy state.  Rose fixed the straps of her dress and struggled to pick up the towel that had slipped from her body.  The woman was not aware that her efforts to make all parts of her body easily visible to Robert, made the man breathless.  Rose again tried to wrap the towel around her body.  She glared at Robert who still didn't budge with his eyes fixed on her.  She wished that had disappeared from the room, if only the door to anywhere was real.  Her face felt as hot as the sun.  "Watch  your eyes!"  said Rose, annoyed.  "You are in f

Helicopter blades were ringing loudly.  The resulting wind swirls, making dust fly like a tornado.  In the distance, Rose saw dozens of journalists and several bodyguards as well as hotel employees waving, while she forced the most beautiful smile on her face, as Robert's arms wrapped around her shoulders.   The luxury helicopter took her high with a pilot controlling.  Rose gripped her seatbelt with the tension of being at a height she could clearly see.  The tall building immediately became a small dot and was replaced by a vast expanse of blue ocean.    Everything she had experienced was so fast that Rose couldn't control it anymore.  She is entangled in being a wife with an indefinite agreement from her enemy, who is also a future sister-in-law in the past.  The famous doctor trapped him in a sn

"Aaa… Robert! You're lecherous!"  Rose ruffled the man's hair.    "Rose, I'm sorry ... this is so soft," said Robert in a perverted tone.    "Kyaa! Get rid of you, what are you doing here!"  Rose is hysterical.   She pushed Robert's chest away from her naked body, but it only sent Robert's body slumped down, until the soft friction against his bare chest gave Rose the chills.  The subtle shock of shaking made him palpitate.    "Get out of the way!"    "It's slippery, Rose," Robert reasoned.    The man actually acted as if his hand slipped in the bathup, so th

Robert stared back at the pair of brown eyes of a young man who looked so intent on killing him. The distance between him and the man was only a circular bar table. The room was dimly lit by a bit of light from the yellow lamp that lit up the lined display of drink bottles. No one tried to get ahead to speak up. The cold beer in front of them began to warm up, as seen from the melted dew. It didn't even shake the interest of the two men to touch, let alone finish the drink. "Ryan Gonzalez," Robert muttered, "we finally met in a more relaxed way." Robert finally broke the silence. The familiar words spoken did not make the young man in front of him relax. Ryan

"Mommy!" Kenzie jumped into Rose's arms. The little boy so easily switched from calling Aunty to Mommy. "Kenzie, honey, Aunty misses you," said Rose. She hugged the boy tightly as if she didn't want to let go. "Not Aunty, Mommy! Remember Mommy!" Kenzie confirmed. "Yes, Mommy." Rose was excited to see the tiny lips protesting at her. Kenzie's face looks so cute and handsome looking up at her, Rose couldn't help but land kisses repeatedly on the boy's cheek and forehead.