Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 20

"What's your husband's name, sweet lady? Tell me". Ryan looked at Farah with a smile.

Farah fell silent. Come Farah.. Thinks.. Thinks...

"Richard". One name just came out of Farah's mouth.

"Ah.. Richard what?"

Farah swept her tongue to her lips and said the first word that came to her mind. "Richard Cullen's".

"Cullen?" Ryan asked with a frown. "Are you fantasizing about being a vampire in the Twilight series? Edward Cullen, Rosaline Cullen.. And you're Farah Cullen?" Ryan chuckles at a guyonan.

Ryan then crossed his arms around his chest. "I'm gonna tell you this baby, you failed to convince me". Ryan looked at Farah with a cold look. "Look, I've been gentle with you so far, but don't think this attitude of mine will last forever. Maybe when you leave the Dark Devil headquarters, it's just pieces of your body. I can confirm that if you don't start telling me the truth or start polishing your lies to make them more believable".

Ryan leaned forward with his fingers tied together. "Or.... Give me a satisfactory answer, please, and I'm gonna put you on a little boat that's gonna take you back to the mainland and make sure you get safely to your house and you're gonna be given enough money to go wherever you want". Ryan was silent for a moment, fixedly staring at Farah's face and continued his words patiently. "In that shabby club you're sitting with one of Andreas' men".

"No! Whatchu mean? Andreas' men, who do you mean?"

"The club owner who gave you a glass of orange juice at the bar. If it's just a coincidence, you'd better have an explanation for why he's been so friendly to you, because that means you've dealt with Andreas twice and the crony You have two options, Farah. You can be honest, and I'll let you go or you can be useful and I'll let you go. My advice is, you make one of those two choices before my patience runs out".

From Ryan's words, for the first time Farah can tell you how great the danger she is facing is. Ryan was not a small-time criminal and this man who was looking at him with a cold look was a very intelligent, learned and heartless man. Farah wondered who Andreas really was? And, what's the mission? Farah always thought her adventure to the remote club could help the brother's duty for the sake of national security, but she did not expect if he was dragged into the whirlpool of fire. Farah has to convince Ryan that she has no relationship with Andreas. However, he did not know what to convince Ryan in any other way.

It seemed that it was enough for Ryan to give Farah time to consider her destiny. Ryan then said softly. "Jadj, Mrs Richard Cullen. Does your husband mind you sleeping with Andreas?".

Farah remembered last night that such humiliation had angered her. However, anger could still be borne by him compared to the mental fatigue he felt now. Farah began to feel her head throbbing violently and she pressed her finger on the temple to massage it vigorously.

"Look," said Farah as she stared at her wrist, which was still slightly bruised by the rope that tied her when she was kidnapped. "I know you must be speculating that I'm Andreas' woman. I do know him. But I'm being honest with you, I know that guy because of my aunt! Andreas is a cousin of my old friend. Then suddenly, my Tantu took a trip to Singapore".

"And you live in a Singapore conglomerate mansion..." Tympano Ryan. "Don't you know if even ordinary people to step on the grass in the mansion's courtyard alone can't? You can even sleep there."

Ryan looked at Farah seriously. "OKAY. You barely know Andreas, I'll remember what you said. Well, then, how can you intend to go to Manhattan with him? And where's your husband? Was he again going to let his wife go with another man to another continent?".

Nervously, Farah answered. "My husband.... He'll catch up". Farah then looked up at Ryan. "No matter where my husband is and how I'm going to go to Manhatttan with Andreas and my aunt, the fact is that I still have no relationship with Andreas".

Without taking his eyes off Farah, Ryan got up from the sofa slowly and with his hand just over Farah's shoulder, Ryan pulled Farah to his chest. The two of them were so close that Ryan could feel every breath and every heartbeat of Farah.

"Tell me sweet cat" Ryan said in a calm but indisputable voice. "If you don't have anything to do with Andreas, why would you trust him to go to Manhattan? And if you intend to lie again, I suggest you find a reason I can trust".

"Would you believe me if I told you I was going to Manhattan to accompany my aunt? To accompany my longing aunt with the life of the highest caste socialite she had in the past?". Farah said slowly.

"No. I can't believe it. If that's the reason, why do you also need to come with them?".

Because my aunt wants to give you a fucking high social life! He fantasized that I could get a trillionaire there and live in the most expensive penthouse in Manhattan!

Of course Farah said that only in her heart. Farah was sure that reason would only sound ridiculous to Ryan.

"It's been quite a spin, Farah." Ryan said cynically. "Gee? Take him to my men's room who have the most indecent behavior you can think of at headquarters".

"Suire to you". Cetus Gege's. "I'll just lock this room after we're all out and I'll give you the keys".

Ryan and Keith immediately stepped out of the room, while Ryan turned around while shrugging indifferently towards Farah and Ryan's eyes caught Keith's gaze looking at Farah with... Gentle? Curious? Ryan threw his face away and was being indifferent.

Keith walked out of Ryan's room, to be honest, he felt a little regretful about giving Farah anesthetic powder even though he was relieved not to be encouraged by his own passion to bring Farah up to his bed.

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