Dating Contract

CHAPTER 214: DAMIR

"Can you massage my shoulders?"

Lala's eyes widened, oh it shouldn't happen, it's dangerous, what if the man asks the others "Master Ars, my hand hurts."

"Hm." Ars stands and turns the body. Water was thrown and choppy, foam attached to his body. The woman bowed and bowed more and more, drowning herself, quickly pulling the foam towards her.

Ars held back a laugh, and lowered his body facing the deathly pale-faced woman.

"ill? give hand?" Ars found a bit of Lala's skin that was not covered with foam.

"ah! sem-heal, suddenly healed, not cramps, yeah-yes?" Lala stuttered, and looked down.

Ars' fingers removed Lala's hair that covered the face behind the ears, the face was very red.

"Can you turn around, I'll massage it" said the woman hoarsely.

"Who's Eros?" Ars got rid of the foam in front of the woman, and Lala automatically pulled back the bus. Ars could not help but laugh, he looked up with a laugh, how comforting it was.

"Mr Ars, I want to straighten the legs, you're in front of me, I'm having trouble."

Ars grinned himself shifted very little. "Have you?"

"Less" he said, but in the end after Ars stayed away, he was reluctant to straighten the legs, how this. The man did not know, if his body was very plain and without a thread. Next time if I soak I will be fully dressed! And suddenly the atmosphere was silent, she was clumsy, Lala turned her head left to pay attention to the sea waves.

Lala sat curled up, hugging her knees, watching the thick foam in front of her, and Ars was also covered in foam to the limit of her chest, the slightly curly hair was wet as Ars kept getting rid of the hair stuck to his cheeks. It even looks like Ars' hair is longer than his.

"I was probably about five years old at the time, my father put me in pre-school education." Lala caught Ars' different gaze, the man was like a big brother and a little nosy. "When I waited for my father when he was late, I chased the butterflies, and it suddenly rained hard."

"What's that in Moscow?" Ars is starting to get excited.

I nodded, "I was standing still dumbfounded. It was the first time I got soaked in the rain. I wasn't even used to showering, because it was just a hot bucket shower. 

Lala commented with a smile, she was closed to the obvious taste. "The cool rain that soaked me from head to toe was something I had never experienced before."

Opening her eyes, Lala looked left at the Sea. "A bespectacled brother in a brown coat, came over. Instead of pulling me to the nearest place to shelter, he crouched down in front of me, laughing and asking me to run. When it was quiet, madam in the office, me and eros actually ran in the park laughing while waiting for father.

"My father panicked to see me drenched and came directly carrying me, my father was equally rained. And be the father to take Eros home to change clothes with dad!" The woman grinned as if immersed in her thoughts.

Ars blinked slowly, it seems the killer's daughter's childhood went very well. Ars retreated away and leaned against the periphery, watching the morning light to the emasan coming from outside.

"What about your childhood, Mr Ars? You always ask me, but-"

Ars let out a long sigh, he turned left, the woman had a face very similar to the killer. "Happiness is taken away by the traitors." Ars' chest rumbled and looked up leaning on the outskirts watching the glass sky, it seemed that even a whirpool was unable to relax his mind.

"Mr Ars, you don't seem okay. Is there anything that can make you better?" lala asked hesitantly, and the man did not respond to her and kept on shutting down.

"Mr Ars ... " Lala caught the man like a lot of trouble. It was as if the man was very disgusted at her and then went outside stepping into the glass bathroom, and Lala turned her back to the transparent room. Until Ars finished bathing, the man came out for a while and returned with a paper bag, then closed the door.

When Lala came out, Ars wasn't in the room.

Step down the stairs, using sleeveless jamsuits, olive green, and a short necklace a little thick in gold, and low-heeled shoes in clear color. Also white watches, as well as woven black wristbands.

Under the stairs, such as the living room, bookshelves, wine racks, and Ars' assistant were waiting there.

Then take her to breakfast. There Ars was feeding the little boy. Plasmaan breakfast but this in the special room no one else, very annoying.

The man did not look, what was wrong with him. A little boy sat with his legs constantly hanging, on the chair, his tiny lips glaring at him. Maybe when Vino's big it'll be like that. Or is this Ars' son? very much like dark blonde curls.

"Mr ... Damir already," the boy shook his head. And Ars put a spoonful of cereal and milk.

"Eat the cake, Damir." Ars said very softly after cutting the colorful cake in small pieces, the tiny hand then held a small fork, oh funny for Lala.

Lala's eyes widened in shock as the boy spoke Indonesian. And he had never heard Ars' voice so soft.

"Hola," Lala involuntarily greeted the little boy in a soft voice excitedly as Damir looked at him with a cute smile.

"Hello, madam, my name is Damir. Damir loves this cake. Madam wants?" Damir gave a cake that was pricked by a fork by his papa to Lala.

Two corners of Lala's lips were fully lifted, her back slightly bent, "Madam eat this first. That cake is for Damir."

And the boy nodded, then went back to telling his teacher at school to his father.

While Ars had a sharp glance at Lala, making Lala look down full of questions, he did not make a mistake right, just saying hello is not allowed.

"Father, Damir wants to play Madam!"Her chattering.

Lala catches Ars expression turning red and the spoon to be fed back.

"Paste that cake and milk, and you'll get that, okay?" Ars tried to compromise with a flat face and Damir made an okay move with his tiny hands. "Good papah."

Lala frowned as she quickly finished breakfast. He felt Ars was avoiding his gaze, even until Damir was in the assistant's arms and Lala followed him without any orders from Ars.

Ars looked at his son's departure, how irritating the boy was when he wanted to be with the woman.

"Master, good morning." A man came facing.

"Hm, where's Artyom?" Ars stared at Lala's missing back behind the door.

" Your sister is in the room, should I invite her?"

"No. Come to A's office, connect with Algio, and Bella." Ars said as he walked quickly followed his son.