Dating Contract

CHAPTER 218: THE RING IS GONE

- POV Lala

The room was dark as night, I stood watching Ars sleep, and Damir next to him.

Secretary Nick asked me to wait, until at last the little boy sat with half his life, he rubbed his eyes and turned to me, and was stunned, how funny Damir was.

At the age of three Damir, Ars should have found him a mother.

"Madam, Damir kangen ... " Damir hoarsely stretched out into two hands.

Thunder just grabbed me. Can carry it? yesterday was okay, but-

"Thin..."

"Yes! ..." I went around the bed and carried Damir to the toilet. I even bathed Damir yesterday. Is this because Ars called me? I miss Vino even more.

Unconsciously I sniffed the dress, still left the scent of foreign perfume, I was so familiar, or this was just my feeling.

In that spacious room, Damir was playing, and I sat on my knees uncomfortably because it was flawless.na da.lam, so I waited for Ars to wake up. Was that guy here last night? if he's in the room, so, who's in my room. Is it really eros? Not likely. If it's Richie, he won't leave me. But didn't last night seem real.

Damir ran with his small steps, "Papa, there's madam."

I looked up to see the man twisting his neck, Ars glanced at me for a moment.

He just got up and sat by the bed. Then take Damir. "Yes Damir, you seem to be very excited?"

"Damir happy, papa. Damir will swim with Madam, won't he, Papa."

"What?!" Ars and I answered simultaneously.

"No, son. Madam can't swim." Ars said softly, I breathed a little.

"If so Madam studied with papa. Damir wants madam!"

Ars let out a long sigh and my brows furrowed, uh what is this, why am I getting carried away.

"We'll talk later, Damir. Now you have to go to the bathroom." Ars put Damir's ass in front of me, I was getting stiffened because of Ars' sharp gaze.

"Make coffee," he told me before he went to the bathroom. Now I just have to obey, he's so annoying.

Half-heartedly stepped out, and Damir kept tailing behind me just like yesterday. I was slightly amused by Damir, the boy was cute, funny, and carefree. However, still on the other hand hurt my heart even more, if Damir could be replaced Vino.

Prangs!! The cup came off and I jumped while shaking my hand.

Coffee water water watering me. "www!"

"Stupid! work with eyes!" Ars from behind pulled my shoulder with his hard hand, away from the dispenser.

My hand was pushed by Ars down the tap water .. cold. The coffee beans start to get out of hand and become clean. I grimaced, as it left a crimson tinge on the back of the hand, I hope not to blister.

"Madam in pain, papa?" damir asked in a tone full of question marks mixed with worry, I glanced to the right when Damir directly in the hold of Secretary Nick.

"Yes, madam's sick. Damir can't go to this place, it's dangerous." Ars was like code, and Nick came out of the kitchen. Ars seems to be very worried about his son.

"If you can't, say it! you pretended to hurt yourself to hurt my son! Is this your trick?" He pulled my hand and dried it with a tissue.

"Aw uh-" I think my hands are so hot on fire. What the hell, what kind of shit is that. Who would want to harm Damir. "I'm sorry, I'm not careful."

"If it's up to Damir ... !" Ars growled and clenched his hands, throwing away the tissue on the kitchen table, why did he fire his beard. "But I'm gonna take care of Damir, like I'm keeping Vino."

I stepped back into the coffee machine and squatted down to wipe the floor with a tissue, picking up a shard of cup.

"Let that be, what does the waiter do?" his sharp words managed to make me stand holding back the blood that had long boiled.My hands took out a new glass.

"What do you want? stop that."

"Calm down, Mr. Ars, I can make it in a minute."

Cuuuurist....

Grabbing a glass from my hand that is not even fully filled with coffee, Ars stepped first to bring his kpoinya. "Come!"

Patiently, I shook my head following the cloaked man. My tang clenched tightly, wanting to punch him. Yes, but I was wrong, it could have hit Damir.

In a room like a relaxing room with a luxurious sofa with a glass roof, the light of the room becomes bright, it seems that this is also the tallest room, and other parts of the sis are also glass. The view here is very wide. This really in the middle of the sea looked nothing but the ocean and the sky.

"Sit down" Ars was like he kept on swearing, his lips were constantly flattened, he seemed to be leaning on me with a thousand harsh sentences.

A cream applied a thin Ars on my hand.

"You see, Damir. Madam can't swim, madam's hurt." Ars said softly while commenting on the tender eyes on Damir who was holding his papa thigh.

"Madam got hurt because Damir took a swim?" Damir's lips pursed.

My lips twitched, not believing what was in front of my eyes. A child so innocent, blaming himself for my carelessness, I felt guilty.

"Damir, madam apologize. This is not because Damir invites madam to swim.But because madam is not careful. Madam is fine, even madam does not feel pain. It's healing soon." I said in a soft voice as I could while rubbing Damir's right shoulder, comforting that sad looking face, I was so unbearable, which woman could bear to see that cute face was grim.

"Damir doesn't want Madam to be sad, there will be no one to play Damir." Ah Damir's funny voice, my God. I immediately took my hand off Ars and knelt down and opened my hand and Damir immediately scattered. In a hug, I stroked gently on his back. Oh my son, Vino, I want to hug you too. May God deliver my arms through Damir.

"Damir dear Madam," he said hoarsely. My eyes widened and two corners of my lips lifted.

"Madam is more dear, Damir."

"Damir." Ars' voice separates us. I don't want to look at Ars.

"Mandi, and we'll take the submarine. Do you want to see the pope?" Ars asked while getting rid of the p3k box as Damir deflected between his papa thighs.

"Damir wants to go with madam, papa. Yes can!" Damir nodded and his eyes twinkled expectantly. The little boy took me.

"Alright, hurry, Damir. Nanny's waiting for you." Ars took off the buttons on Damir's shirt.

Holding my forehead, my head hurts, oh buttons.

"Take something like a black button on the back of the westaffel, put it in a hidden place in Ars workspace, where the office has a large brown snake painting with a green background.”

My eyes widen, is that really Richie? if I find those buttons, it's Richie. I had to hurry to check before the janitor found it.

"Mr Ars" called me when Ars took off Damir's shirt.

"Hm."

"May I go back to my room?" I noticed the unfriendly face, the man gave the code and the maid took Damir.

"Need anything?"

Well, I reasoned what. If I told you the bathroom, it's definitely here.

"You have trouble bathing yourself? need help?" Ars stared intently at the back of my right hand.

"I'm not going to take a shower."

"Snake. What if my son gets the bacteria because of you. Do I want to compress you?"

I laughed in my heart, this guy really tested my patience.

"So, did you hang around last night? are you flirting with Thyoma?"

My left hand squeezes the dress, if I don't go longer I punch Ars. How about this, the way I go back. Lala think.

"Where's your ring?" Ars asked, I even forgot my ring. Oh my God where, I never took it off.

"In the room, I have to take it, Mr. Ars," I hope it's in the room, as well as the right reason to go back, I bite my lips, my heart starts to get restless, where the ring is.

Uh Ars even noticed my ring.

"Do you know how much the ring cost? it seems your girlfriend is very rich huh." Ars laughed with a sneering tone.

"How much?" I asked to be curious.

"Nearly four hundred billion." Ars raised one corner of his lips upwards. I swallowed my thickened saliva.

Four hundred billion rings what, I shook my head like I was thrown off a ship. And what if the ring is gone, don't lose it. Don't say that! must be in the room. My heart was pounding, my eyes were looming to all corners of my room.

"And it's just a ruby of the scale." Ars laughed, looking pleased by my surprise.

"So, what's interesting about you? until your boyfriend gives you a rare ruby!?" Ars' tone is more like a very mocking.hohoho. So what's special. True also Ars talk, what is special huh, annoying but there is a point.

Ars laughs ...

"Ten minutes." He said,

"What's!? moving to the next room can only be two minutes if I jump, Mr Ars?! it can't be ten minutes of me."

"You said the ring was in the room, right? you know the place. So where's the problem?"

Right, if that's me knowing the place. I don't know where my ring is yet and I seem to have forgotten it. If I hadn't brought him here, Ars wouldn't have believed it, he's a very thorough man it turns out.

If I say forget, I'm afraid everyone will be looking, and that 'tapper button' will get caught. There was no cctv in the room. Oh if last night was right Richie might cctv would record Richie's arrival.

Dizzying!

"Not so?!" Ars asked coldly, and I was increasingly unable to answer. Situation's difficult. Don't I have to check the 'buttons' first.

I bit my lips hard, my chest started to go up and down.

"You're hiding something?!" The longer Ars's questions are the more intimidating I become.

"No," I looked up with a hopeful look, at that green netra, "no, I just miss Vino."

Ars grabbed my chin with his fingers pulling closer towards him. I really hate his stare that's as sharp as a broken bottle!