Dating Contract

CHAPTER 80: THE CHARIOT

I had eaten a lot of food this afternoon, but all my energy was exhausted because of all the things in this room that had drained my mind and energy.

I took a sip of the fruit juice Richie gave me, I even asked for another glass after all my five senses returned to normal.

He also wiped my sticky face and neck from the tiger's saliva with a warm towel.

I gave Richie an empty glass, my attitude was like a child recovering from illness. I don't care, I have to finish this and get out of this shitty room.

The music in this room was not as loud as when I first came, the people were back to gambling, they were laughing and busy with the world.

"What was your purpose in bringing me here, Mr Richie? You're too much harm to my fetus, what if my daughters are stressed, you have to take responsibility in case something happens!"

Richie clutched my jaw firmly, he brought my face closer to me with his jaw hardened, he looked at me sharply, even more terrifying than Kevin's arrogance.

"You started all this, LALA. You came and screwed up our plans with this fucking pregnancy! Because of this baby, it's still a good thing we didn't take your baby, don't think because I'm being sweet you're getting braver. LALA. Keep the attitude or I'll really hang you!"

Richie moved to sit to my right without releasing the grip on my jaw, his left hand piercing my hair until my modern bun shape was shapeless.

His mouth drew near to my ear, "Look at the anchor in the sky of the building," he clutched my jaw firmly until I grimaced, my eyes seeing such a pointed anchor with a few chains at the end.

"You see, spiky what is it? it was sharper than a butcher knife. You can prove and stick yourself, with slow pressure. Or do you want to be the second 'Sundel Bolong? you know that movie?"

I clenched my hand. Richie thought too far, is he a psychopath!?

Richie laughed off.

"I was going to hang your body there, you're lucky 'Teddy' didn't hurt you. According ! or I snare your neck with that jagged chain. You want to die a terrible death and be a little entertainment for them? CK!"

"Then why don't you just hang me, now ha!!" I shouted uncontrollably, the dam of tears just flowed.

"You still ask? godammit! I still haven't got my destination! wait until I get it, I'll finish you off Ja Lang!! if you tell your husband this, I'll break your father's neck, CK!" Richie pushed my head rough.

'Where does Richie know Alen's father! am I again bringing father in danger!!!'

I looked to the right, the five exclusive people were smiling at me, were they laughing at me?

I grimaced holding my jaw, I wiped my wet cheeks.

Richie stood in front of me and he reached out with his palm facing up. I ignored Richie's hand and saw Richie's hand clenching until he saw his hand muscles as I tried to stand on my own.

I bowed and Richie pulled my palm rough. I let go and he got stronger holding it.

We walked towards the five exclusive people, passing through the glass barrier in a special design.

Richie's left hand didn't let go of my grip as Richie pressed the glass with his right palm and pressed the fingerprint and finally confirmed it with his eyes.

The glass split and shifted giving way for us to pass and automatically closed itself.

Richie spoke Italian to the five people who were still sitting, Richie's left hand took off my hand but moved to my waist. I let go but he got tighter until we docked.

He whispered in my ear. I frowned looking at him, but Richie stared at me.

"Geratci nobile," I said to the five with my back half bent. According to Richie's orders.

They half bowed for a moment and smiled, "congratulazioni per il tuo matrimonio."

I looked at Richie.

"They congratulate you on your marriage" whispered Richie with his jaw still hardened, then he passed me by.

Richie sat on their right side. He massaged his forehead, "Mrs Saint, does your ass whisper!? sit down," he commanded in a tone he held and without seeing me.

'Oh my God, please move me to another part of the world now. Richie!! curse you, your children will be like you and piss you off!'

I'm sitting on Richie's right.

I don't know but I feel like our seats are running in an earthquake. I can't stand it, I'm not afraid of the dark, but it's a different situation, this place moves, I'm afraid of bumping into something. Or if there's a snake, my mind's gone.

My left hand fumbles around for Richie, hoping for a little light. Where Richie's hand is, I just touched something soft and warm, "Master, Richie .." I said.

Suddenly something warm popped into my ear.

"Are you teasing me, Madam Saint?" richie whispered in a very small voice.

I'm silent.

"Or are you afraid of Madam Saint? are you going to keep teasing me with your hands?" whispered Richie.

It sucks, I pulled my hand again. I was trembling because I couldn't overcome my fear.

"Mrs Saint I know you are afraid, beg then I will be kind and give you my hand" whispered Richie.

I closed my eyes, my hands held on to my knees that were shaking until my head stuck to my knees. When my suffering ends! why don't they turn on the lights!

"Sit down! don't show your fears in front of them. I was just trying to tell you and soon we'll be at the end of the hallway" Richie whispered, making me obey his orders. I sat up straight with my hands on my thighs.

It's still a long time.

Richie clasped both of my hands with his warm and big hands, it slightly lessened my fear.

I don't know where this ends. But it's like a walking train. Which one did Richie say was just for a moment? Actually they took me where.

'What's this Dad saying if Kevin's life is gray. What did that father mean, about gambling? or much worse. Maybe if I had listened to Dad's advice, I wouldn't have experienced this. Why did Richie threaten me with my father's safety,

kevin promised me the safety of my father and children.'

'Why did God send me to a crazy place. Why this trial never ends. Bella... Where are you? I need a good listener like you, you're my best friend, I'm tired Bell.' My tears break down.

Richi let go of my grasp.

I hurried to wipe my tears.

Suddenly a fine cloth stuck to my nose.

"Don't I warn you, don't show your weakness in front of them, you'll make it harder for Kevin if you keep going, hurry up your snot or they'll see you." Richie whispered with emphasis.

It sucks! how does he know!!

A fine cloth landed again on my cheek. Richie's right hand held my head and his left hand wiped both my eyes, leaving my eyes closed because of his sweep. Gosh darn. He punched my nose and wiped my snot.

He can't see in the dark! Nose hurts! I shifted his hand.

He took the small cloth from my hand. And his body is getting away. Before long the glare light began to be seen.

So glare. I closed my eyes a little with my hands. The five men began to look. I adjusted my eyes.

I glanced to the left. Richie stared straight ahead with his right foot resting on his left foot and his upper hand. Cold view.

My eyes glanced at the old snot cloth, but nothing, did Richie throw it away?

Oh, my God look at him. Is he cool? fucking Psychopath!

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