Dating Contract

CHAPTER 209: FORGETTING WHERE THE TUMBLER IS

Daniel's hard fingers clawed and stroked my hair until I sank further between his two breasts. "Get in the forbidden area, how can you?"

I gathered the rest of the strength by gripping Daniel's waist, physically and mentally exhausted. "I -"

"Lala, it's not time to mess around. Vino's waiting for you."

Instantly I got a little strength to hold on because of the name Vino. The heart throbbed by the longing that haunted me for the blink of an eye, his tiny nose and Vino's funny babble. Longing to bite, the pain to the point below the ribs.

"Lala?"

"Just take a tumler down. I don't fully understand it yet, as the floor trembles and descends. I was so amazed at that moment and time passed when I was already trapped inside the moving iron."

"Where's the tumbler?" his hand pressed my head face up, then dived into my eyes.I licked my pink lips.

The emerald green net was unsheathed, so I could not stand it and threw my face away.

He shifted my face to face her. "Does that make sense?" a trembling sound echoed in the narrow space.

One eyebrow raised. "You always hold the tumbler in hand?"

I nodded slowly.

"Then you got stuck in the elevator with the tumbler?"

I nodded.

"Then you're in the elevator until I find you?"

I nodded very slowly, I got off the elevator, oh half a lie.

"Do you throw the tumbler?"

I shake strongly.

"Can you play magic? can you remove the tumbler? or are you lying because you're caught sneaking around, like a thief?" He said with sarcasm, he grimaced until the clattering of his teeth made me creep.

"No chef! I took the tumbler. Only Tumbler fell and I intend to return," I imagine as I took that tumbler in Ars' room.

"I just picked up the tumbler in the room" I said feeling depressed, until the corner of my lips formed a downward curve forming sadness.

"I'm not accusing you of taking another one, am I?" daniel asked, and I was careful not to get caught up in the question.

"Lala, I don't care if you sneak into this place. However, if Ars finds out then he won't forgive this, you know!?"

Freezing, swallowing a lump of horror in my throat, my chest throbbing pain.

This place is hell!

Daniel breathed a rough sigh. "OKAY. Whatever you see today, throw it away and never try to remember it. Don't tell anyone this, including Ars."

Nodding weakly, imagining a spot full of blood in some place .. made me run out of energy and made me nauseous.

"Even you are still lying to me yes," murmured Daniel very softly with a breath of annoyance.

My head felt crushed by an invisible grinding machine. Lied!? I'm not like that. Nah! Nah! I just didn't tell you about the room. And it wasn't a lie

I bit my inner cheek, scanning memory of a picture of a table full of files and a cctv table. I wish the tumbler wasn't there.

Daniel was silent and reluctant to hold my body, all those muscular hands moved to the side of the thigh.

Leaning against Daniel's hard chest, I tightened the link of my fingers that kept sagging as they limped around Daniel's back waist. I hugged Daniel's waist. I am tired of always getting into trouble.

"Chef, if you're angry .. " actually I really want to tell you, but maybe the room was hidden from anyone Ars.

Moreover, I do not know Ars' relationship with Daniel.

This man's heartbeat was loud in my ears, like a drum, at least the sound of that loud heart strengthened me, that I was not alone at the moment.

"Please, take me home, please," out of the deepest screams of the heart.

"You'll be home on the exchange. Hear. Survive ya till 'transport'."

"Exchange?"

"Yes, of course. Ars will trade for something. So, don't make trouble. Start learning to appreciate your safety. You'll be out if Ars keeps punishing you."

Daniel was holding me in Ars' room, after he checked nobody was there.

Uniforms, masks, glasses stripped Daniel from my body, my face reddened by the strong ammonia scent between us, sorry Chef, this is embarrassing.

Daniel prying the tank cover - the sit-in toilet, then buried the uniform and hid it there. I hope Ars doesn't suspect him.

"Remember Lala, if Ars asks. Just answer that you're in the bathroom and I'm suddenly in to bother you."

Furrowing my brows, I wondered, and then kept nodding.

I took Kevin's bad words about Daniel out of my head.

Daniel was just trying to help me out of trouble. My hope at this time..Only to Daniel and Dima.

"Chef, why are you helping me?" ask me confused.

"Didn't I ever say. We have to help each other, right?"

I nodded obediently.

The man stared softly as he sat at the end of the bathtub, I covered the wet part of my thigh, and he smiled warmly as if pitying me, to be honest I hate being pitied.

"Lala, I'm not a chef anymore, just an ex. Just Daniel, I'm glad the way you called me without frills."

I nodded still hard, "Chef, I'm not lying, I actually got lost and got into the elevator by accident, and what good is it that I'm hanging around if it just makes Ars angry, right?"

Daniel turned to look at the bathroom floor. "It's weird, we guys use logic. Next time try to think of something that makes sense .. just answer it."

Daniel's eyes glanced left over, like trying to listen to something.

Daniel jumped into the bathtub. He knelt between my legs.

My eyes glared as Daniel pulled both sides of my pajamas, I naturally held Daniel's hand, in order - to take off his grip - from my shirt.

My eyes caught on clearly as if in a slowing motion, how powerfully the big hand was scratching the button, dissecting. And the buttons came off and then bounced.

Featuring a pink b.r.a and my belly, plus a little pink cela.na da.lam peeked in red pajama pants.

I tried to pull the edge of my shirt with a gust of anger, when Daniel's two hands held both hands together, not allowing me to close my stomach.

The check around my wrist was so painful, the tear escaped, as cold air touched the surface of my chest and stomach.

"You, scared to bedwetting, ja*lang?" barking, with a very mocking tone.

My chest was boiling because of the words I spit on Daniel's face as the man winked mischievous eyes, his gaze disgusting me, regardless of us acting, he was outrageous.

"remove! Dani-" She smothered me right away and I aimed a knee blow at Daniel's egg.

It didn't arrive.

The man was holding my thigh, his big leg was pushing down on my leg, pain.

"Tyoma!!!!" ars Voice.

"Lepp-h!" I shuddered as Daniel sniffed his neck.

When my mouth was slightly freed from Daniel's hand, "Ars! help me!"

To be honest, it was a bit of shaking because it could not stand the horror when Daniel licked and bit the skin under my ears.

"Tyomi!!!" Ars baritone's voice vibrates.

I can see how Ars grabbed Daniel's hair until the man lurched to the end of the bathtub.

Daniel laughed out of Ars's hand that was about to hit. When Ars was about to hit with another hand, Daniel also held him back.

I do not understand the relationship between them even in the light of their anger with each other. I knew Daniel was just acting to annoy me, but I didn't expect him to break my clothes, did I have to act to beat him in front of Ars?

"Look at your rabbit, he's bedwetting. He was scared to bedwetting pffhh!! Ha. haa.haa.." - Daniel sneered and laughed and left us. How could he laugh like that?

Daniel's sneer made Ars glance at my thigh area, which was printed clearly wet, and the scent of ammonia was still very noticeable. I don't want to put where my face is, it's embarrassing.

"You're safe" Ars' speech came to a halt as the net shifted upward staring at my chest area. His eyes widened completely, in a split second.

I lowered my head, then put together the open pajamas, tightly covering my chest. Ars had seen b.r.a and my stomach.

"Hey."

I looked up by his call when Ars' hand had been stretched out, in front of my head. Maybe he'll help me stand up.

I looked up more and caught Ars' glued gaze.

The next few seconds, he pulled the tattooed arm, and stood firm, his fingers squeezing. He canceled his help?

I can catch the curly feathers, on the tattooed finger: the green of the leaves, and the red.

She had pulled her hand back, and I was getting more and more confused as she turned around and left. Door closes.

I breathed a rough breath, something stuck in cela.na da.lam, I took. The map was a little wet, and the ink was a. uh pessing.

The door opened and I immediately slipped the map under my thigh. My heart was pounding and cold was creeping under the skin.

I re-groomed the pajamas that could not be buttoned. Looking up at Ars who was carrying a blue, medium-sized paper bag. Ars's face was expressionless, stiff, wrenching and unexpected.

He came closer confidently and placed the paper bag beside the sink. Then glanced at me, at the reflection of the mirror.

I froze .. Don't let Ars come here and know I'm carrying a map.

"Can you shower yourself?" ask Ars.

I nodded weakly. Is there any reason not to shower?