Dating Contract

CHAPTER 206: SEARCH

- POV Author

Ars stepped onto a nightstand near the bathroom, pressed the intercom and told the waiter to bring an ice cube. And back past the little bunny with the p3k box in his hand.

An Ars index finger, invited Lala with a swinging motion of the index finger, and a small rabbit sat in front of him. Ars noticed a tiny little lip smashed in the lower left, and swollen. Ars tilted his body to the left opening a drawer pulling a fine cloth and extending it to Lala.

The woman must have swallowed blood from her lips.

Now that Ars was silent as Lala was seen holding her lips in a fine cloth, and the white cloth turned a red stain, the rabbit kept his head down. Tell him who's making trouble.

Touching the lowered Lala, Ars pulled the woman's chin forward.

"Statue?" Ars pressed the cheek, with a pink slap, the feeling he just floated once, then where did this other print come from.

Could it be that this woman had no pain, why did this not make her, at least moaning, or the punishment she was given was still lacking.

Glancing at Lala's eyes, Ars finds the woman's nose shrinking, Ars wondering what's on the woman's mind.

GECK! GECK!

"Mr Ars, we brought ice cubes."

When the door opened, Ars pulled the left index finger, without turning from Lala's cheek.

Lala's eyes shook with pain as Ars touched the marks. Increasingly confused when a traveler brings - a thrust-table to his right side. Lala glanced at Ars who was squeezing a small towel inside, in an ice bowl, until the back of the white hand was flushed with ice. Without looking into his eyes, Ars stuck the cold cloth on his cheek.

Weird guy. Inner Lala, the more biting her inner cheek, resisting the overwhelming cold, whether to complain of pain, should not. Lala wondered until when she should keep her mouth shut.

"The forest is incredible?" ask Ars.

"Surprisingly, there is no food, no shelter," said Lala slightly hesitated, whether the sentence was short, dense and clear.

"Would you try again?" ars asked to watch Lala's left hand holding a compress towel on her left cheek. And the right hand held a thin cloth, holding blood from his lips.

"I'm sorry for hurting myself and putting myself in worse shape."

"Two days without eating?" asked Ars with one eyebrow raised.

"I ate worms and it tasted really bad."

Lala glanced a little, finding Ars' eyes were not as cold as before, the man got rid of a pile of hair that covered the eyes, it seems like the hair was often forward, so Ars had to often turn back.

GECK!GECK!

"Mr Ars we're coming."

Lala recites the voice of the male servant who looks like Ars' assistant. The middle-aged man escorted another servant who was carrying - a push-table

Ars shaking hands.

"Okay, Mr. Ars. Have a good rest."

"I gave you food. And you choose worms. Now-" Ars pointed the bowl at the push table. "Take the porridge and eat."

Ars noticed Lala's eyeballs glancing to the left and right were still down. "Wouldn't eat or want worms?"

"Mr Ars, that food," Lala pointed to the food in the corner of the table. "Can I spend it too?"

Nodding so small, Ars wanted to laugh, but held him back. The woman was so greedy after not eating two days, and one large bowl of porridge, was not enough?

Pulling Drawer, Ars pulls and unlocks the phone. When the woman eats with distress.

Ars glanced at the clock on the phone, showing it at one in the morning. His eyes were a little heavy and had been closed. He recalled last night's report that a boar was circling Lala's body last night and was attacking.

Almost, Ars at that time lost Lala's life and if it happened ...

Tet... When Lala went to the bathroom,

Ars opened his eyes and got up, watching all the contents of the plate, had finished unceasingly.

Putting the phone in the Drawer, Ars turned off all the lights, leaving one yellow light.

Ars's eyes were closed. A few minutes of the bathroom door opening.

The sound of footsteps slowly echoed. Although the eyes are closed, Ars believes the woman settles like a thief. Ars grinning.

Like a dream for her, Lala patted her cheek, then withstood the pain, she had taken the anti-pain medication that was downstairs with the porridge.

Lala turned right and left, the lights went out. So, Ars hasn't slept? Lala walked over and sat back in the front seat of the nightstand.

How do I take Ars's hp? should I wait for him to sleep. Deciding to wait for a few hours and his eyes started to weigh, he was sleepy.

Ars woke up at two o'clock, he glanced to the left side, the woman fell asleep until her head hung in the air, because the seat back was limited.

Slowly Ars reached out his left hand behind his tiny back and his right hand lifted Lala's knee, very lightly, like lifting a kapok.

"Richie..."

Ars's eyebrows rose, he lowered them slowly and enveloped Lala in his bed.

Stepping near the glass door, Ars pressed a button. The wooden walls shifted and the dim lights instantly lit up in the next room. He grabbed the champagne bottle carrying it to the sleeping sofa.

Opening the cork cover, "Richie?" Ars took a slow sip, his mind drifting on his plan. At least, 'they' started moving.

Until he could not resist sleepiness, Ars put his feet on the sofa.

...***...

When all the curtains had opened and the sunlight barged in, Lala adjusted her eyes.

Instantly throw a blanket watching the clothes. Still intact buttons are still in place, Lala heaved a sigh of relief.

Did Ars move me? did we sleep one bed!? oh no!

The plan failed to take Ars's hp, because of his sleepiness. His chest was boiling, it should have been last night that opportunity came.

Lala approached the balcony door, her brows furrowed glancing at the next room, the feeling of the moment being nonexistent.

Of course, very curious. Because of such great curiosity, Lala had unknowingly been in it.

The line of bottles of alcoholic beverages is fantastic, neatly displayed, complete with a lounge table. This room is very dim.

Maybe the guys always have private bars? They literally waste money to burn and break their hearts.

No Kevin, no Richie, it's all the same, yeah …

Focused again on his search. I wish there was something that could help him. In the drawers, to all corners of the room, of course after observing there were no cameras in the room.

There doesn't seem to be. Had to go all the way to this house for a phone.

Lala bit a finger, it's gonna be hard. Lala quickly returned to the room, until something fell that made her jerk, Heart pounding and want to dislodge.