Dating Contract

CHAPTER 205: YOU DISSIDENTS

- POV LaLa

The muzzle of the rifle, pressing on my head and waist, required me to obey their wishes.

The sound of the engine getting louder, coming from the direction of the river.

Not long after a Tugboat ship with bright lights, stopped at a wooden bridge on the river bank. They kept pushing me with guns.

Two men from the ship pulled a gun asking me to get off the ship.

The person behind, pushing my body, fell onto the swaying ship.

The engine buzzed faster, shaking and the ship moved away from Tatiana's house.

My God, they are all men, I shuddered as they pushed me into the wooden-floored room and locked it from the outside.

My eyes checked every corner. There was only a small bed, the bottom of which were drawers.

The noise of the ship's engine, it's interrupting my hearing.

I approached one small window, which was literally, one meter by half a meter.

Sliding the curtains and a little tiptoe, peeking out ..the river bank is dark and they run the ship at high speed.

The sound of the key playing, made me turn around. The wooden door shifted.

A sharp eye that, watching me from the bottom up and silent for a moment looked at me.

“Lala.”

My shoulder blades stuck to the wall, I widened my eyes, staring intensely from the bottom up at the man whose age was above me, he closed and locked the door.

I shuddered, swallowing the saliva that had coagulated as I assessed what the person recognized me for.

With sparkling eyes, the lips were smiling thinly, “I am Daniel. Lala, you forgot me?”

Digests. Daniel. Daniel. Daniel. How many people are named Daniel. The man walked into the middle of the room and sat on the bed, he patted the mattress asking me to sit next to him, because there was no chair, in this small room.

“Sorry?” I knit my eyebrows full of question marks. “I don't know you.”

“Chef Daniel, Hudson's restaurant. You completely forgot me. Too bad, yes,” he smiled wryly.

“Head chef?” One eyebrow went up, many questions popped up in my head.

He nodded while patting the mattress, “sit.”

My mouth gaped and my eyes were round in disbelief, until my shoulders trembled.For two decades more did not meet. He helped me a lot at the restaurant.

The head chef who conditioned me a lot and helped me to be able to double three positions for my college savings, at that time.

 

Stare fixedly at the floor and my lips curled upwards forming a smile.

Maybe I'm happy because of her, the person I've met. My smile faded as I watched Daniel's face. According to Kevin, Daniel should be avoided because he was the one who destroyed my boarding house with Bella.

My hair brushes. “Chef, why can in this forest?”

I slightly bowed and scratched the non-itchy fingers.

"Come on," he patted the bed again and I sat there keeping my distance.

My heart is beating, guessing. What if Daniel's involved with Veeper. Or from the beginning he knew of my abduction.

Daniel pulled my three fingers, so it shifted in the middle between us.

He rubbed the tip of the fingers and I held my breath, he held it in the middle.

“Lala, whatever happens, keep believing in me.”

I turned to the left, and he looked inside at me, making sure I was watching him.

“What do you mean, Chef?”

“We don't have time. Take a good look at my words.”

“But, chef-!”

“Ssssttt-” Daniel hissed while extending his index finger to my aunt, touching and pressing.

“Listen to it, this is better for you,” Daniel said in a low voice as the index finger pressed down and bent, then and hooked my lower lip, scraping with his nails, “only ten minutes left.”

“Please, Chef, you scared me,” I lowered my head.

“One,” Daniel said in a very low tone while meowing my saliva between thumb and forefinger.

The five big right fingers pierced into my right shoulder. “Do not call me chef, nor Daniel, in front of others.”

“Two,” Daniel stabbed another fingers in my left shoulder.

I looked up as Daniel's two hands clasped my shoulders, he stared at my chest area. Daniel's junkyard ball went down and up, then he swallowed his saliva, making me hold my breath even more.

“Do not discuss me in front of anyone.” Daniel looked back at me with a dim look, he often swallowed his saliva. And kept advancing forward and I kept retreating down and eyes kept flashing, full of shudder.

"Chef, don't be like this."

"Don't" pushed hard on Daniel's shoulder and yet his breathing had turned to rapidity. "Chef don't" I started sobbing when Daniel managed to get me into bed.

How much training I went through, still I lost strongly, I do not understand what training they went through. He kept going and I felt the heat between my thighs.

Glancing down the thigh, Daniel's one left knee had rested there. The thread fell through my temple. Bad thoughts whipped me, I was instinctively cornered, and lost.

Making the soles of my feet cooler, behind my knees hurt to the edge of the bed.

“Three,” him above me.

I pressed my shoulder until my hand was not strong to support his strong shoulder.

I lost, and my hand moved as quickly as it held its belly closer.

”Do Not Fight Ars”

"Arr? is he the leader of the Veeper? why did he arrest me? does he need money?"

Although not attached, his body heat enveloped me, until my cheeks warmed up.

My two trembling hands held Daniel's stomach from sticking.

A lump formed in my throat, mere.mas my larynx. It seemed that the bitterness of hatred, spilled even through the veins.

My eyebrows fused crimped nose, “Vino?”

Even a Daniel knows my son's name. My eyes were heating up, the snot in my nose was beginning to collect.

“Before it.” Daniel's warm fingers came and stroked my hair. “I'll help you.” Bringing it behind my ear. His hand hit the ear, it tickled, my body shook.

"Helped me out of Ars?"

My breath was strong, as Daniel's hand began to go down my neck. “Chef, don't,” my isak.

"Gum."

My eyes were staring at the nanar, I I was afraid of what would befall me at this moment.

My fingers gripped Daniel's stomach as hard as it pressed.

My left foot fingers, squeezing each other withstanding an unstoppable tickle.

Daniel's eyes were filled with animal lust. Daniel grinned, and fell breathing out as hot as a dragon. The tickle is further tickled by a needle-like puff of heat. The Blue-Ocean scent enveloped my receptors.

The top of his hot nose touched my neck and as soon as my eyes widened as my chest tightened, strong impulses sent signals all over my body and trembled strongly.

Damnit. It just made Daniel look at me with a smile as if he won teasing me. And he dropped his head again.

Her body was heavy, I had trouble holding her stomach, she purposely pressed my hand, really making me shudder and wanted to scream for help.

However, who helped me, as if I was the one against Veeper myself.

“Ars? Who is he?” My breath increased as Daniel sniffed deeply and pressed his nose, rubbing there.

He sank in his heavy breath to my neck, I held my breath panting as my lower abdomen reacted, squeezing deeper and feverish. “Are you involved with my abduction, are you part of Veeper, Daniel?”I hissed and growled as he bit my neck.

The man's head was pulled sharply upwards. In front of my face, his eyes widened and stared more sharply. His nose twitched and his mouth twisted.

I was trembling with fear, the dark aura suddenly appeared as if I was uttering a mistake.

However, next he smiled wryly, “This is the most important thing,” Daniel's left hand rested onto the mattress and clapped onto my arm.

His eyes dimmed again. “Lala, if you're with Ars. Don't make a sound before he gives you a chance, for you to speak."

He stared into my net. “Don't talk when Ars is angry, he'll take that as a fatal mistake - for challenging him.

Above me, she licked her own lower lip. “Any one question from Ars, you .. answer with one sentence that is the shortest, most concise and clear."

"If he's kind enough to ask you what you need, ask the one question you need most. She doesn't like to twist,” she explained while rubbing my cheek.

“If he tells you to obey, don't say any words, or the hot bullet child will rain down on your head.  If you do not agree with his words, just be quiet, and never ask about me.”

He looked at my lips as he bit his own right lip, and he looked me in the eye for a moment, then moved away from me and went towards the door.

"I'll meet you at 'transport'."

“Chef, where Vino .. he's fine, right. How can I take Vino away?” ask me to sit straight up.

“Vino somewhere, baby sister looking after her. That healthy boy-” Daniel glanced sideways made me curious, waiting for his words, “ alright ... for now, and while.”

I immediately bowed limply, gratefully as Vino was still fine. The door shifted and closed again. Daniel hasn't answered me how to escape.

Vinos.

How do I send a signal to dad.

Four of Ars' men, took me inside the old house again. There were only four guards guarding each room, probably because of the night. I climbed the stairs, was taken to the room where I used to jump.

And they, again locked me in from the outside.

Food billowing on the nightstand. Swallowing saliva while stroking the stomach, I held back the rumbling and wanted to go straight for it.

I searched and found the bathroom door on the left, I went in. There are all my needs available.  Clean yourself up without wetting the wound, just wipe it with a wet towel, and wash my hair in the sink, then put on new pajamas.

I went out of the bathroom and found the man sleeping on the bed in a sleeping robe. Tattoos along the body except, the face.

Using branded color pants, I'm stuck here again. He was closed but the next second he looked up at the sky.

Shit, what's he called Ars. She's like a tarzan with her dark blonde hair.

If this is his room, why doesn't he put me in the confinement room.

He sat down and I froze until the towel slipped out of my hand and kissed the floor.

He looked at me, his index finger inviting me.

And I dragged footsteps with trembling bodies until I stood beside her.

Maybe he was angry and he would punish me. My mind kept yelling bad things at me. Oh, my God, I hope he's not a psychopath S*x.

I stared stiffly at him. Daniel said, don't let me speak first.

Pla!!!!

One punch floated on my left cheek, very hot beyond that of Tatiana's mother's punch. My neck is so sore. Because of my jaw, pushed strong.

Mamah, pain ...

I intend to stroke the cheek. However, the body of my hand was locked by fear, and was unable to move, enduring the horror, the excruciating pain.

My stomach became crumpled and nauseous.

Cold covered the palms and feet. It's as cold as it is in a frezeer. When..my hands are dipped in hot tea, it must be that the hot tea turns cold.

Oh my God, help me.

Our distance is literally only thirty centi. Ars' rough and fast breathing made my hair stand up, he was very angry and I just bowed.

I slowly swallowed the lump in my throat. I hiccuped with fear. I glanced a little at the bed without moving my head and there was no gun, right.

"Fruit falling not far from the tree?"

I sat in trembling. When Ars is angry, I can at least make a sound. I nodded slowly staring at the checkered belly covered in tattoos - the scales of the brown snake.

"You're a dissident," said he half-sniffed, but in a derogatory tone. I don't understand what he means. Dissenters of what? Even I've only met him twice, what does that have to do with the proverb.