Dating Contract

CHAPTER 97: Slitting

"Bad"

Johan breathed again with a few open eyes making Lala gape and her heart pounding. He tilted Johan's body...

“Backed ! where are they!“ lala said to Richie.

“Hold your promise Madam saint.”

“Whatever's fucking!” furious Lala.

A minute later Richie's men brought the doctor in and the patient's bed. They move Johan to the bed with a swift motion to install an oxygen hose. They push the bed fast. Lala did not take her eyes off Johan's face, her chest was so pained, she walked ceoably following them. However, his hand held Richie, “Ikut I.”

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At the forest border, Kevin with a thundered chest moved from the chair past the broken glass that had been scattered on the wooden floor.

In the living room, he sat rolling his shirt as he continued to hear Parker's rant. He was wearing socks in the midst of his troubled mind.

"Sir, if you go in, it's not a danger" Parker persuaded Kevin, who was wearing shoes. He was worried about the safety of his master.

"You continue to doubt me, yes" he said coldly. Kevin tells him, because Parker does not know the closeness between himself and Richie.

Parker put the watch on Kevin's left hand, "yet, sir."

After giving her phone and wallet to her employer, Parker opened the door. He's only afraid that his master might get hurt at Richie's base.

The motorhomes' baggage door has opened, the ferarri is out of the trunk.

Kevin's gaze was so cold, his heart was hard to control.

Brengs... Brengje ... Brengs...

In a neutral position, the gas pedal is pressed full over and over again, the roar of the car portraying the anger in his heart.

The lever was shifted, with a powerful stomp, the car drove at high speed through the forest. Arriving in front of the gate, the car's windshield was opened, his hand slumping towards the nearby camera. He clenched, showed me the ring. Once verified, the gate opens.

Kevin advanced a few meters, and they started scanning his car. After they finish the task, Kevin is let in. Far enough down that road to the base there are twenty kilos, but with his latest output car he has up to a few minutes.

In parking his car, a bunch of tattooed thugs had already welcomed him.

Because they had memorized it, they let Kevin enter the headquarters accompanied by a person who knew very well who Kevin was.

"Mr Richie is not being disturbed" said the man.

"Hey my wife is with him, where is she? or I'll bring a piece of your parents' head here" insisted Kevin.

"Alas Saint Master, fine," said the person walking faster.

The man had arrived in a room, when open Kevin jerked to see Richie who was holding his wife's hand, Lala was blindfolded. Which infuriated Kevin even more, because of what Richie did.

Richie just glanced at Kevin, he again crushes sticky when the woman who was squatting was pampering his manhood, while Richie's hand did not break away from Lala's grasp.

Kevin sat down next to Lala and grabbed Lala's hand from Richie's grasp. Richie focuses his mind, while the busy woman in Richie's manhood isn't bothered by Kevin's arrival. The room was pretty dim.

"Mmm Kevin?" lala asked, fumbling with the hand that her husband believed she had memorized the warmth, and her instincts. Lala would open her blindfold but Kevin held her back, "Why baby? why can't I open it."

"Shut up, Babe" said Kevin holding Lala's two hands.

"Yes, why are you quiet?" ask Lala who does not know her condition. Richie just asked to hold his hand in the middle of romantic music, he didn't even know what was going on until Kevin was here, 'what's a surprise?' inner Lala.

Richie took off his turmoil, his head feeling light after this boring day. His hand told the woman dressed in mini-dress to step aside. Richie put his pants back on, and the zipper. His hands rubbed against wet wipes.

One day the woman left and the door closed. Richie poured wine. One was given to Kevin and one to him. Richie took a sip, after which Richie and Kevin looked up.

"You can open it, Saint Madam."

Lala opened her blindfold, she was confused to see two people who were both acting cold.

"Can we go home, get Johan?" lala asked Kevin who was sipping wine.

"Let Richie take care of Johan, Babe."

"But____"

"Trust me, Johan will be fine" said Kevin stroking his wife's head.

"Mrs Saint, you should be here for a week."

"What's!? nay! don't want!" sahut Lala, but his eyes looked at Kevin, trying to ask for help from the husband.

"You must practice your language, and the wives of the chairman .. tomorrow will come here, you must be there. So, I'll be with you, let alone ... Johan has killed Lady Vira's niece, so you should see how sad Ms. Vira's face is because her niece's body has not been found, you can ask Madame Saint's husband where your husband hid her body."

"Richie, you shouldn't have told my wife that" Kevin said.

"Oh so? you guys are the ones who make trouble, why am I the one who bothers. You should know, if mistress Vira's husband keeps urging me to find the culprit."

"Kevin, are you hiding a corpse?" asked Lala glaring.

Richie laughing.

"See that's your husband, Saint's mistress. You have to get used to it."

"You're still Richie."

"Darling!" lala snaps at Kevin.

"I just meant to protect Johan and remove his tracks."

"Is Johan in danger? are they gonna get Johan?" lala asked her husband.

"I can't confirm that, Babe. To this extent, it seems Richie knows better, he's close to Miss Vira's family."

DEG

"Madam Vira was the fiercest woman, her husband was even afraid of her. Are you ready to face it, Saint Master? Ah You should start learning to lie, but be careful because Lady Vira is a smart woman, maybe you are in danger of Madam Saint."

"You're scaring me too much, Mr. Richie, I beg you to keep Johan okay."

"Wo.. wo.. aren't you afraid that your husband is jealous, madame Saint? why are you so blatantly worried about other men?" asked Richie, occasionally glancing at Kevin who put on a sour look.

"Richie, lend me a room."

"It's still noon, do you want a honeymoon, damn it!" richie Decak.

"I haven't slept from last night."

Kevin pulls Lala's hand, ignoring Richie's answer.

"Hey ! I haven't even given you permission, Kevin! you sucks! you guys are happy after throwing big trouble on me, look you owe me a lot Kevin, you're also Saint's mistress!"

Lala follows Kevin, leaving Richie visibly annoyed.

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Arriving in the room Kevin used to use, Lala ran to the bathroom, she could not stand it.

He cleaned his body that was exposed to a lot of Johan's blood. Lala pensively she's not sure what the spots on her pants are because of Johan ..'s blood or the twins, ah no.

Lala soaked her stomach, "Son, you're okay right? sorry it's a hard day."

After taking a long shower, she dried her hair. But he has no change of clothes. Lala came out of the room wearing a bathrobe.

As Kevin lay without taking off his shoes, her husband looked tired. Kevin has been very limited in speaking since his move to Cambridge.

Kevin's shoes were taken off Lala slowly, along with her socks.

Marginalized the husband's shoes while grabbing the gel lotion in the bathroom.

The currrr!

Lala brought the glass full of water and sat down on the bedside, she took a sip of the water, and placed the glass on the nightstand nearby.

He approached the sleeping husband's face. "Gosh, it's amazing .. does anyone know my husband is snoring," said Lala his face warmed up and slightly laughed looking at Kevin's innocent and charming face.

Lala's heart flowered a little because of the sound of snoring the husband, Lala's hand rubbing gel lotion on Kevin's leg. He massaged it gently, along the ankles, especially the soles of the feet and the instep.

At least Lala already knows the technique of massage when she was in the village, she is often asked for help by the mother of vegetable sellers in the village. At that time he needed a lot of income, 'How are you? he helped me even when the villagers kicked me out and beat me before Luca came.'

Lala looked at eleven, "this morning is very bad, I hope Johan is well..."