Chapter 8
It felt like they had been driving for days but it had only been a few hours. Rose watched as the world flew by her in a blur. She longed for the days when her life made sense. It may had been lonely and boring but a least it made sense. Nothing made sense anymore. Every little detail about her life had become completely unrecognizable. How could a person's life drastically change all within the span of a few days? Now her whole life seemed like a lie and she didn't know who had been telling her the truth and who had been lying all along. Even her father she began to wonder about and it made her heart break. Even though her father's love hadn't been called into question at the moment, knowing that Mara had some secret resentment or hatred for her made her began to question every aspect of her life. Finding out that her father's men hated her wasn't too upsetting to her, unsettling yes because she counted on these men to protect her but Mara had been her lifelong friend, her confidant, someone she confided in and trusted. Her only true friend had been lying to her but she didn't know why and for how long. When did her feelings begin to change and why would Mara send such horrible men to kill her?
Dean looked over at Rose, she had been silent during the drive. Dean hoped he had put enough distance between them and the men who were out to kill them. Rose's father wanting to kill him was expected, he was an agent investigating his crimes but why would anyone want Rose dead and why? That was the real question. They were close to a secluded little villa that belonged to some family members of one of agents he worked with. The family were nice enough to let them hide out until hopefully Roman and his crew could come in and get them out. Roman was ready to march into the country and save his brother but entering a country without authorization could be grounds for war. They had to tread carefully.
Dean pulled up to the gate and punched the secret password into the keypad. It seemed like forever before the iron gate finally opened but Dean was just anxious to get behind the safety of the gate. The Kingston family were good people but they were highly suspicious of outsiders ever since their youngest daughter had been killed by a band of local criminals two decades ago. The rest of the family managed to survive but they built a wall that surrounded their estate to ensure that nothing like that would ever happen again and Kofi now devoted his life to putting criminals away for good.
Now as Dean drove up the spacious mansion located on a hilltop, Dean was thankful for the protection that the brick walls provided. If anything, the wall kept their whereabouts hidden. The beautiful mansion was more modern contemporary. Kofi's father was a business man and his family settled onto the Asian island when his father decided to open a business in the area since it was beautiful and there was very little competition, Kofi's father saw it as a money maker which he had profited from greatly over the years.
Dean walked over to the passenger side and opened the door for Rose but she barely glanced his way. Dean frowned becoming more and more concerned. Dean knew that Rose was deeply disturbed by what Brock had tried to do to her; Sure he had stopped Brock from raping Rose but that still didn't erase the traumatic experience she went through at his hands nevertheless.
"Rose darling, we're here!" Dean kept his voice gentle as he bent slightly to look at her.
Rose heard Dean's Midwestern accent and smiled. She liked his raspy voice. She wondered if his voice had always been that rough, even as a child. "Sorry I don't seem to be much help."
"You're plenty of help." Dean tried to keep his voice gentle.
Rose enjoyed the playfulness meant to lighten her mood. She felt comforted hearing his scratchy voice so close to her ears. "How?"
"You keep me sane which some would argue is a feat worthy of the Nobel Peace Prize." Rose smiled but it was hauntingly sad.
It hurt to see Rose so unlike herself, so disheartened. Dean could see that the beautiful sparkle in her soft brown eyes was missing. Dean got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side to Help Rose out. He tried not to let it bother him that Rose avoided his touch. He knew not to take it personally but he still felt a painful stab deep in his heart. Of course this was his fault, he should be the one protecting her, not the other way around. He couldn't let the images of Brock with his hands all over his sweet, gentle Rose invade his thoughts or it would drive him crazy. He was desperately trying to bury them deep in his subconscious, he didn't want to keep reliving that nightmare, Rose needed him to be strong for her since he knew that for Rose it was much worse. He felt lost on what to do or how to help but he desperately didn't want her to feel unsafe with him.
Rose followed Dean to the door. He entered in a password and she heard a click. Dean tried the door handle and they went into the beautiful mansion. Dean quickly shut the door and reset the locks so only someone with the code would be able to enter. Dean felt as if he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that this house was secluded and secured as if it was Ft. Knox. Dean knew that Kofi was top notch when it came to security. It still didn't answer the question of how the hell they were going to get off of that island but at least they were somewhere safe for now.
Rose looked around examining her surroundings. There was no doubt that the family that owned the home had money. The beautiful dark hardwood flooring was glossy, free of any type of abrasions. There was a staircase that led up to the second floor. The foray was decorated with beautiful vases filled with gorgeous bouquets of flowers. When Rose touched a delicate petal she realized that they were fake and made of pure silk. She walked into the next room and saw the living room decorated with plush cream colored sofa, chair, and love seat. The hardwood tables were also beautifully decorated with white lacy linens and knick knacks. She figured they must travel a lot so there was no need to have real flowers, they would just die. Several landscape paintings hung on the beige colored walls. A glass case over in the corner was full of ornamental figurines. Girls, boys, cute little animals, just an array of precious figurines. But as beautiful as the home was, Rose felt no happiness. She missed her home, she missed her dad, and she felt so lost. Dean noticed how sad Rose was as he sat the keys down in a glass bowl in the living room. "Why don't you get some rest; I have to check in but you need to get some sleep."
Rose heard his voice pulling her away from just staring off into space. She glanced his way and nodded. She needed some alone time, maybe she could sort all of her jumbled emotions out after a good nap. There was a numbing ache that made her both want to cry yet feel detached from any type of emotion, it was all very confusing. Rose nodded as she went toward the staircase, she figured the bedrooms were all upstairs.
"Kofi said that the room at the very end on the left is a guest bedroom."
Dean watched tentatively as Rose walked upstairs. He wanted to be with her but he could tell that she needed some time alone and he needed to get in touch with Shield. Kofi had left instructions to where he kept his laptop that was directly linked to Shield. Dean walked over to a closet in the hallway and opened it, he went inside to the very back, bent down and felt around for a small switch that blended into the white paint color. He finally found it after searching around for a few minutes. A small compartment opened slightly so that Dean could open it all the way and he grabbed the laptop and charger.
Dean wasted no time finding the kitchen that held a small table in the corner. He set the laptop up quickly and using Kofi's password, he was logged in to the Shield site in no time.
"Hey Deano! You're there!"
Dean smiled at his good friend Seth Rollins who answered immediately on a special web cam for Shield. "Yes, we made it safely. Tell Kofi thank you again, I don't know where the hell I would be if it wasn't for him and his family."
"Hey, we are just glad you haven't gotten your ass killed yet."
Dean smirked. "Not yet but I am not out of danger yet."
Seth shook his head. "You better not let Roman hear you talk like that, it will drive him crazy."
"How is The Big Man anyways?"
"Worried and scared to death for you."
"Yeah, I really fucked this all up, I should have kept my mouth shut."
"Hey we don't blame you for speaking up. You would think that since Rose's dad had a daughter, he would be against crimes of women but psychopaths very rarely think of other people."
"Did you find any more information on who may have targeted Rose?"
"Well it looks like you may be right about her friend Mara. Right before you guys were attacked, Mara's husband was killed while he was working at the hospital but it was done in a section that was mostly abandoned so no one saw or heard anything."
"That is strange! Why would Mara want her husband dead?"
"It gets better, turns out her husband recently made Mara have a paternity test done on their son."
"What were the results?"
"It looks like he was killed before he found out, the results were scheduled to be delivered later that day."
"Are you able to pull them up?"
Seth laughed. "Of course I can especially since their systems are not as secure as the US in keeping medical records confidential."
Dean saw Seth typing away. "Well damn!"
"What?" Dean asked curiously.
"It looks like Mara's husband is not her son's father."
"OK so who is?" Dean asked. This was really getting intriguing.
"Rose's father. It looks like Mara herself had a second paternity test done to see if Rose's dad was the father and it matched 99.9%"
"So Mara was sleeping with Rose's father." Dean said to himself.
"Yes which in their society the baby's DNA would have meant certain death for Mara. Adultery is punishable by death. I think she had to have her husband killed or he would have found out he was not the father. A large sum of money was transferred out of the couple's bank account to an unknown account a few days before her husband was killed."
"OK well that explains the husband but why Rose and what about the money? Whose bank account was it?"
Seth shrugged. "Maybe she saw Rose as an obstacle to getting what she really wanted which was her father." Seth sighed. "Rose's father maybe even kept the affair quiet so long to keep Rose in the dark. It may have been a part of Mara's plan the whole time to get rid of the husband to start a family with Rose's dad but when the husband became suspicious, I guess she had to push up the date quickly to get rid of him"
"OK but is Rose safe with her father?"
"I had to do some digging but from all accounts he loved his wife and he loves his daughter. Rose's mother was murdered in cold blood…"
"Wait What? Rose said her mother died not long after childbirth due to complications." Dean said curiously.
Seth shook his head. "A rival enemy broke into their house and murdered Rose's mom, Rose's mom had just enough time to hide her baby daughter away in a secret passageway. From eye witness accounts Rose's mother was hoping to stop the slaughter of the rest of the household not realizing her and her daughter was who they were really after."
Dean's mouth dropped open in surprise. Rose knew none of this, her father had kept it all a secret from her. "He kept his daughter sheltered from not only the past but the present as well. "So I am guessing he retaliated."
"Yes he did in a big way, he killed not only the gang but most of the family members associated with the gangs for his wife's murder."
"WOW this is a lot to process."
"Yes, it is, I guess we just have to figure out how Rose's father is going to react when he finds out Mara's son is his and where does Rose fit in to all of it." Dean wondered.
"He may already know because it looks like Mara was getting checks from Rose's dad but it went to a separate account."
"What about the money that was transferred out of the account before the husband's death?"
Seth looked up the bank account that Mara transferred the money to. "It looks like a Swiss account belonging to our friend, Mr. Paul Heyman."
"So Mara is sleeping with Rose's dad, gets pregnant, has to keep it a secret. She must had kept up the affair since her husband got suspicious and she hired Heyman and Brock to kill Mara's husband and Rose." Dean was piecing all of this together. "I felt like something was wrong with Mara, could she be jealous of Rose?"
"Possibly but to find out why she wanted Rose dead, we will have to ask her."
Just then Dean heard Rose scream upstairs. His worried eyes quickly darted up the stairs. "Seth I have to go!"
He heard Seth urging him to not go but Dean slammed the lap top shut and took off up the stairs toward the room where Rose's scream came from.
Rose sat up in bed shaking like a leaf. The nightmare still so vivid in her muddled mind, even more so when she closes her eyes. She could still feel the heart stopping dread deep in her heart, exactly what she felt in her dream. She felt cold and clammy. She desperately needed to get the image out of her head but it wasn't of Brock trying to rape her, it was of her Dean falling off the balcony to the rocks below. His body broken and twisted. She had felt like someone had ripped her heart right out of her chest. Rose could hear Dean's raspy voice calling her name and she knew it had all been a nightmare. He was fine. Rose took several breaths trying to calm herself down. She placed her hand over her heart trying to get herself to relax.
Rose threw her arms around Dean's neck and kissed Dean softly on the lips as soon as Dean sat down beside her on the bed. Rose felt relieved she her lips were able to connect with his. To feel his body so close to hers was all she wanted. She needed him safe and in her arms. She needed to wipe out that gruesome image of his lifeless body broken upon the rocks.
Dean at first was shocked when he felt her soft lips connect with his. He felt her tongue invade his mouth and began caressing the soft contours. Dean could feel Rose's fingers intertwining with his unruly locks and he found Rose's boldness very appealing. He resisted the urge to grab her and mold her body close to his, instead surrendering himself to his amorous lover.
Rose took great satisfaction when she heard Dean moan and sigh as her hands played with his silky curls and her tongue danced teasingly with his. She needed him desperately. The fear of losing him was playing havoc with her emotions. She needed him safe, as long as he was safe, she didn't care what happened to her.
All thoughts of Brock were long forgotten. Dean was nothing like Brock. Her fear of losing Dean out-weighed the earlier trauma. Dean was a loving, considerate man who she had fully given her heart to. She wasn't going to let Brock Lesnar taint the love she experienced with Dean.
Dean broke the kiss to gaze at Rose. His thumbs stroked her cheeks softly as he admired the sassy beauty. "You really should rest." Dean's husky voice was so thick with need.
"I really think I should make love to you!" Rose's sweet confident voice was full of sensual promise.
Dean smirked, showing off those adorable dimples. His blue eyes cloudy with hunger. She was such an incredible woman. She was way too good for him but that wasn't going to stop him from claiming the sexy, little Asian beauty. She was all he ever wanted: beautiful, smart, sweet, and kind, she was perfect which was why he didn't get why she wanted him.
"Hey!" Rose said softly as she planted a kiss on his cheek. "Where did you go?"
"I'm here!"
"Now but for a brief moment, I saw you wander away." Her warm brown eyes were inquisitive.
"I was just thinking how perfect you are and how I'm not."
Rose giggled slightly. "I'm not perfect."
"To me you are."
Rose tilted her head thoughtfully. "You are perfect to me also."
Dean just smiled. "It's just that when my mom threw me away and no dad really…"
"You think if your parents didn't want you how could anyone else?"
Dean nodded slightly. "It messed with my head a lot growing up. I love my adopted mom and dad but it still messed with me a lot and I had a lot of problems growing up and a bad drug problem when I was a teenager. I was just trying to find a way to cope and a lot of times I did it all the wrong way."
Rose bit her lip, she didn't understand how people could give birth and then treat their children so shamelessly, especially since she wanted a baby desperately. "But you've changed. These things that you went through and experienced helped you grow stronger as a person. It shaped the man you are today."
"I like to think my adopted mom and dad shaped who I am."
"They helped but take some credit for yourself. You had a rough go but you won in the end. You are so kind and caring. You put everything on the line for a girl you didn't even know and it almost cost you your life but I think you would do that, do whatever it takes to save the innocent and vulnerable. That is why I first fell in love with you."
"Technically I was being paid to take a bullet for you."
Rose eyebrows rose. "And if my father didn't offer you any money?"
"I would have still done the same."
Rose smiled. "I know!" She winked.
Dean snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her against is hard frame and stood up with her in his arm. "Has anyone ever told you how short you are?" Dean asked as Rose wrapped her legs around his slender waist.
"It's not my fault you're like 10 ft. tall." Rose laughed as she wrapped her arms around Dean's neck.
Dean laughed. "I'm not even close to 10 ft."
Rose kissed him softly. She loved the feel of his body close to hers. She felt her pulse speed up as his soft lips moved against hers gently. Rose showered Dean with kisses all over his face before she began kissing Dean on his neck. The feel of Rose licking a seductive path up Dean's neck to his right earlobe made him shiver. "I Love You Mr. Ambrose!" Rose whispered sweetly into Dean's ear and her honey sweet smile warmed his heart.
Dean smiled brightly at Rose and kissed her gently. "I love you to Rosebud and if I remember correctly you said you wanted to make love to me."
"Well I do!" Rose said as her body slid down Dean's body to rest on her knees on the bed with Dean standing beside the bed. Rose touched the smooth black material of his black muscle shirt. She looked down at his black cargo pants and in appreciation. "Just curious but is that what you usually wear catching bad guys?"
"Well I have a bullet proof vest I wear with it but typically yes, we all wear black." Dean commented as he cupped her heart shaped face lovingly. "Usually I'm not seen, I kind of hide out and shoot the bad guys. This was one of the few times I made an appearance, guess it was a mistake."
Rose looked at him puzzled. "Why?"
"Because I fucked up the investigation."
"You did what you had to do and besides, it led me straight to you." Rose said with a smile.
"You have been the only bright spot for me all these months." Dean said as he lovingly gazed her at her beautiful face.
"So you're a sharpshooter, how accurate is your shot?"
"99.9%"
Rose eyebrows raised in surprise. "So you hit your target every time?"
"Generally speaking yes, there is always a chance you are interrupted but I pretty much always hit my mark."
Rose was a bit impressed. "Well, I have a mark I need you to hit." Rose said coyly before leaning in and kissing Dean on the neck. Dean couldn't believe how sassy his Rosebud was becoming. She was blossoming as a woman and he loved seeing her becoming more confident.
Dean could feel Rose's soft lips traveling over his neck. She loved the way he smelled. The way his skin was so soft over his hard muscled physique. Rose stopped so she could pull Dean's shirt off of him. The shirt ruffling is hair even more so. Rose realized that Dean's hair and eyes changed colors often depending on the lighting. His eyes which were usually blue sometimes changed too green or gray and his hair often looked strawberry blonde but other times brown or even dirty blonde; the man himself was just as complex as his features. Often he looked very boyish and at other times he looked older than his age. He was exciting and different and Rose was completely hooked.
Rose bit her lip as she examined Dean's smooth chest. No other man had made her feel so alive. When Dean went to take her shirt off she hit his hands playfully. "I'm not done." Rose's soft voice was as sweet as honey to Dean's ears. Her warm eyes were a glow with determination.
Dean smiled but wondered how the hell was he supposed to keep his hands to himself when all he wanted to do was touch every silky inch of her tender flesh and make her whole body quiver. I guess I need to get use to my spunky little girlfriend calling the shots, Dean thought as he Rose's fingertips glided across his smooth skin. She bit her lip nervously as her fingers traveled down his chest to his waistline.
Rose slowly began to unbuckle Dean's pants. She had to admit that she liked feeling like she was in control. Rose pulled the belt from the loops and off of Deans pants and threw it to the side. Rose focused on unbuttoning and unzipping Dean's pants. She didn't want him to see the rosy blush that decorated her cheeks.
She slid the pants just over his hips and butt so that the material fell to his feet. Dean stepped out of the pants and kicked them to the side. Dean was standing there in his red briefs with an obvious hard on. "Having fun?" Dean teased Rose and she looked into his eyes and smirked.
"Almost!" Rose whispered as she cupped Dean through the cotton material and he groaned at the contact. Rose wrapped her hand around the back of Dean's neck and pulled him down into a kiss as her hand slipped into his briefs.
Dean felt a bolt of electricity shoot up his spine as Rose's hand began caressing his manhood. He was sure she was trying to kill him with pleasure. Dean groaned hungrily as Rose slowly massaged Dean. He groaned as a fiery passion swept through Dean like a tidal wave. His whole body was melting against hers, needing even more of her sweet caresses.
Rose loved the feel of Dean's silky hardness in her hand. She enjoyed hearing him moan. Rose needed more though and she broke the kiss and began nibbling on his neck. She could feel the slight stubble with each kiss. Rose moved lower planting kisses all along Dean's collarbone. She could hear Dean gasping for air. He was panting as her hand continued caressing his thick member.
Rose continued a trail of kisses to Dean's hard, muscular chest. She couldn't stop herself from sucking on each of Dean's hardened nipples. Her tongue caressed each bud happily before lavishing his flat stomach with tender kisses. Dean's waist was small and his stomach was flat as a board. She wondered if all the at transferred to his cheeks because he was so thin but he had such adorable chubby cheeks.
Dean gasped in wonder when Rose pulled Dean's briefs down releasing his throbbing hardon. Rose sat down in front of Dean and looked up at him with a wink. She felt so bold and loved it. Rose grasped Dean's member around the base of his cock as he watches Rose lean in and lick the pre cum off the tip of his cock. Rose was surprised that she liked the salty taste and she took the mushroom head into her mouth.
Dean groaned from the sweet assault. His whole body threatened to collapse from the spasms that wrecked through his body as Rose sucked hungrily on the head. Dean could feel Rose's tongue teasing him mercilessly as she took more of him into her the depths of her mouth.
Dean closed his eyes as the sensations overwhelmed his senses. Rose was so amazing. She lovingly caressed him with her mouth, her tongue ran across the silky hardness hungrily. She bobbed her head up and down as her hand massaged his nut sac. She hollowed out her cheeks and sucked on him greedily.
"Rose please!" Dean panted out as Rose ran her tongue up the thick vein underneath before taking him fully into her mouth. "Rose!" Dean groaned. Rose came off of Dean's cock with a pop. Dean was a blushing shade of red from Rose having him so heated with passion.
Rose watched as he bent down and claimed her lips before he picked her up moving her to the center of the bed. Rose had taken off most of her clothing when she laid down for her nap. All that was left was a shirt and panties but Dean wasted no time in tearing the offending garments off of Rose's body.
Rose felt her pule quicken as Dean began lavishing her breasts and nipples with hungry kisses. Dean took each dusky bud into his mouth. He caressed the buds, nibbling on them as Rose squirmed beneath him from the sensual storm rocking her body. She could feel tingles down in her womanly area, needy and hungry. Dean sucked on the beautiful mounds, his hands caressing one as his mouth teases the other bud. Rose groaned as Dean left Rose's swollen nipples and moved down planting kisses all the way down her body until he got between her legs, his hands spreading her silky thighs opening her up to his loving gaze.
Rose bit her lip and bunched the sheet in her hands in anticipation of the blissful pleasure that awaited her aching body. Rose felt like she was on fire. She needed him so badly. As soon as Rose felt Dean's lick her lips she closed her eyes taking in the sweet sensations. Dean's tongue caressed the outside before delving into her honeyed layers. Rose moaned and she ached for more. Dean caressed the folds wanting more of her sweetness. As soon as Dean opened up her petals and ran his tongue up the center, Rose hips shot off the bed. Her heartbeat accelerated and she panted his name out in a very passionate response. "Rosebud!" Dean teased her with the loving nickname. Dean found the delectable nub that was the center to her pleasure and he twirled his tongue around teasing her as she gasped and moaned.
Rose felt as Dean slipped a finger into her and she groaned as a fire built up deep inside. She arched her hips needing more. She could feel Dean caress her womanhood and his finger moving inside of her but it wasn't enough, she needed him.
"Dean!" Rose cried out as the sensations coursed throughout her body. "Make love to me!" Rose panted out not caring if she sounded desperate, her body was on fire.
"Cum for me Rosebud!"
"No I want to cum with you inside of me!" Rose said huskily. Dean lifted up and wiped his mouth with what was left of Rose's shirt before her joined her. His hips settled perfectly in between her thighs as Dean kissed her cheeks, chin, and then he possessed her lips as he positioned himself at her entrance and drove deep into her warm, wet passage. Rose cried out with a mixture of pleasure and pain as her body stretched to accommodate Dean's length. Rose wrapped her legs around Dean's hips pulling all of him inside of her. Rose wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she buried her face in the crook of her neck.
The first thrust caused both lovers to cry out with wanton need. Rose arched into Dean wanting more and more as he thrusted into her luscious body. Rose nibbled on Dean's ear as he thrusted fervently into Rose. Rose shamelessly cried out her passion as she breathed heavily into his ear. Dean could feel that he was close. Rose had driven him wild with passion. He savored each stroke, the soft caverns swallowed him up heartily. The lovers both raced toward their swam song. Their bodies moving as one, sparks flew throughout their senses. Caught up in passion's smoldering snare, they held on as they made it to the pinnacle as passion's ultimate desire drove them over the edge into euphoria.
Rose held onto Dean tightly as they both rode out each delicious wave of blissful pleasure. Their bodies rocked together in sync until the burst of electricity began to fade and they were left a trembling mess. They tried to regain their breath as they held each other tight. Rose had never felt anything so powerful in her life. She couldn't explain and she didn't want to. All she wanted was what this man offered her and she the terror of her nightmare came rushing back to her and she gripped him tighter.
Dean heard a little whimper escape from Rose and he pulled back to look at her sad features. "Rose Baby did I hurt you?"
"No!" Rose said softly as she cupped his face, "I just keep feeling like I am going to lose you!" Rose couldn't contain the sob as the memory of her dream flashed before her eyes. "I just want you safe."
"Hey, I will be ok!" Dean planted a kiss on her trembling lips. He was still deep inside of her and he swore he that she was his paradise. "I could fall asleep in you!"
Rose giggled. "You will squash me then!"
"Well I don't want that." Dean pecked Rose on the lips before slowly lifting up. "I'm hungry, I'm going to go see what is there to eat."
"Can I help?"
"You need your sleep Rosebud!" Dean couldn't hide his concern. Rose had been through so much.
Rose sat up and put her arms around his shoulders. "No, I just need to be with you!"
"Are you hungry?"
Rose nodded, she was famished.
"OK come on!" Dean hopped up and helped Rose up so they could dress and get some food, well they were hoping there was food but they would see what was
Hey everyone, sorry for the long delay, here is the new chapter. I hope everyone remembers this story, if not you could always re read it, It's really good but I wrote it so I'm a little biased but thank you so much for being patient. I hope everyone enjoys, I will be wrapping this up in either 1 to 2 chapters so we will see. Thank you for reading!
