She felt as if all her muscles were straining beyond their capacity. She tries to get into a comfortable position, but no matter what she does, it doesn't work.

"You seem tense." Charles then pointed out as he was still lying on his side and watched her writhe on the mattress.


Rosabella turned her head to look at him. "Uhm... it's me." She admitted.

"I feel jittery. Like frustrating..." She pushed both hands into her hair and curled them into fists.

"A real orgasm would be pretty good, but I couldn't... uhm, you know." She refers to the fact that she has not been able to have sex with him since the incident happened in the hotel room.


Rosabella still isn't sure why, but she guesses it's probably one of those things that will resolve on its own with time.

"Uhm, have you tried touching yourself?"


Rosabella pursed her lips, pondering his question. "Long time no see. Not because... yes, you. And I don't think it will be like that."

Charles rested his head on one arm to get a better look at her face. He likes to feel comfortable when she talks to him about things like sex and masturbation when most girls would run away screaming in embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" Rosabella chewed on her lower lip for a few seconds, trying to find the right words to best describe what she was feeling.

"I guess after having sex for a while, it just feels... I don't know, it's probably not as satisfying. So it's not the same."

"Hmm.." He thought for a moment, watching her gaze move from the ceiling light back to his. "But it could still be something, right?"

She frowned, not understanding what he was saying. Charles leaned in and gently pressed a kiss to her temple to then lower his lips and whisper into her ear.

"If I watched you while you touched me, things could be different, wouldn't it?"

Rosabella's heart began pounding hard against her chest as the intensity of his words flowed through her system, making her belly feel warm and causing her to notice a little dampness between her legs.

She knows exactly how long he won't touch her, and will respect the space she needs.

But still...

He still wants to make her feel good. Just for her sake... not for his own sake or to prove something.

Her gaze on him and her teeth digging into her lower lip again, Rosabella let go of both her arms and slowly lowered her shorts, pushed them off her legs, and went to sleep.

Her pulse was so frantic that she could feel it in her throat, choking her, but not enough to stop her.

So did Charles' eyes as they wandered down to her hand, which was carefully burrowing inside her panties and between her folds.

Rosabella released her lower lip to gasp as she made the first blow, her eyes still glued to his as he looked at her, watching her breathing speed up, her eyes from a glance, how her cheeks turn pink...

"How do you feel?" He whispered, noticing her moving hand from beyond the immediate vicinity but didn't cut off eye contact with her.

Rosabella gasped, nodding.

"Tell me..."

"Good..."

"Hurry up..." Charles's breath came faster as Rosabella's chest began to rise and fall sharply, her breathing quick as her eyes began to close.

All too much. The pressure of steamy fingers between her folds. The sexy sound in his voice spoke to hers. His scent is so close to hers...

"Oh, damn..." She groaned out loud as she reached the point of difficulty, her face flushed red as her eyes slowly opened, now brighter and more relaxed than before.

Charles watched her face in amazement as he pushed a few stray hairs out of her wet forehead, a gentle smile tugging at his lips.

"You are the most beautiful in my heart."

Still slightly numb from orgasm, Rosabella didn't fight him when he pulled her hand from inside her panties and surprised her by lowering his mouth to her finger to suck them.

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Kaylin climbed back into the passenger seat of the black SUV, giving Charles a disappointed look.

"Nothing?"

She shook her head, pulled a pack of cigarettes from her leather jacket, and lit one.

"Looks like those bastards are holding him for leverage. They know we're looking for him, so that's how they got to us." She explained, alluding to the Phoenix member they still haven't caught.

"At least we have a name." She shrugged as she fastened her seat belt.

Charles resisted the urge to scream, but he remained calm.

Yes, they finally got his name, but they haven't done any development since.

"Ok, step up, Charles. I still want to make dinner and Carlos just texted. He said they were ordering food to mix it up and I was starving." She said as he just got out of their parking space and onto the main road.

Charles and Kaylin were just getting ready for dinner because the food appeared to have been served minutes before they took their seats.

Charles's eyebrows shot up in surprise when he realized that tonight's dinner was a cheeseburger with a side of salad and fries.

This was definitely not what he expected when Kaylin mentioned that they were ordering food to mix it up.

Usually, everything consumed in the dining room of the Black Roses mansion consists of fancy ingredients that are carefully prepared and cooked.

So this really took him by surprise. Almost immediately, he glanced up and across from the table where Rosabella sat, seeing her look at him as they exchanged a gentle smile, clearly sharing a memory related to their conversation about junk food.

On the other hand, Audrey seemed more excited about something other than their dinner.

The topic they were discussing was the recent engagement between Michel and Fanny and Audrey practically popped out of her seat as she spoke.

"Oh my god, this is perfect. I promise I'll make it the best wedding out there." She clapped her hands together as Carlos shoved some chips in and spoke with a full mouth.