Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 39

While biting the cookies, Farah's mind wandered everywhere with a feeling of worry. Last night, He had already seen how they treated the helpless Gio. Gege tells her that Gio jumped into the sea trying to save her There is no other explanation that Gege reveals.

After everything was done, bathing, getting dressed, eating, making the bed, there was nothing else he could do but feel increasingly unbearable nervousness. What trial? What kind of court? What trial did Gege mean in the letter?

An hour more has passed. Finally, Farah could no longer bear the tension that tormented her, she felt sure that things had gone so badly that she could not think of anything worse. Farah took out a tissue box from the wood and threw it at the door. One could certainly hear it, but he ignored it. He could imagine them listening, saying, "Let the woman make a fuss. That way, he won't cause any trouble. Soon she'll be tired too."

And, it was true, not long after, Farah was already feeling tired, but she continued to throw the door with apapum objects or jerk her hands with an irregular rhythm. This time, it will make them run out of patience. Farah continued to stomp her feet until she heard Mr. Yanka shouting from behind the door.

"Farah! Farah, Son! Can you stop it now?"

"I'll stop if you open the door!". Farah shouted from inside the room.

"Son, I can't do it. I don't have the keys to this room." Mr. Yanka's voice sounded very soft. "Why? Are you worried about that little dissident?"

"Where is Gio? What did they do to him? Why is the trial held? What kind of trial?".

"Oh, don't ask too many questions. There's nothing you can do. The boy was looking for trouble, and those in the hall were deciding what to do with him, so he would remember if next time making trouble with an older person."

"Ma-what problem? Do you mean he'll be punished because last night he tried to save me? Nah! I'm not gonna let him. Mr. Yanka..., do you hear me? I demand to be reunited with Keith! Tell them to open this door!"

"Son, don't do it.... Now you need to start using your common sense...."

However, Farah barely heard Mr. Yanka's last words as he had already beaten the door repeatedly. Farah didn't stop, or listen to Mr. Yanka's explanation. Mr. Yanka tried to convince him in the most subtle way, so that he would not continue his folly.

When the situation changes, then the change takes place very quickly. Farah barely had time to hear an exclamation in the corridor, there was a firm command being thrown by someone outside the door, and a key being turned on the door. All he knew was that suddenly the door was pushed up, and he spontaneously jumped back to prevent his face from being hit by the door.

"My love, did you call me?"

Ryan stood in the doorway, smiling very sweetly but with a scary grin. From the hips down, Ryan wore tight denim pants that revealed more sturdy muscles than Farah knew she could see. From the hips up, Ryan bare-chested, to reveal his chest muscles and checkered stomach that tried their hardest not to be stared at by Farah.

Farah felt very angry towards Ryan even though she knew it would be a little difficult to vent her anger at the man. When dealing with Ryan, that little difficult word turned out to be impossible. Trying to resist the urge to run behind the table, Farah said, "Of course not. I want to talk to Keith Smith."

"really? I'm sorry I had to disappoint you. Keith can't come now. Tell me, did you sleep well last night, honey?"

"No," said Farah, with a paled face. "But I'm sure you've been up for hours, to sharpen your fangs. What do you want first, my arm or my leg? Or would you rather go straight to my neck?"

"In that case, open your neck for me, my love" Ryan said

"I came to invite you to see Gio being whipped,"

Farah had expected Ryan to attack her, but not this direct and cruel. Her first thought was to not fantasize a single word Ryan, and Farah said curiously, "Your sense of humor is really undesirable today."

"I agree. I suggest you keep that in mind. Last night, when Kevin ordered Gio not to jump into the sea to chase after you, Gio pointed a knife at him."

Slowly, Farah could understand everything. He shook his head, trying to deny it. "Gio got hurt last night. After that it's impossible...."

"Yes, they will. Moreover, after the trial, Gio announced unequivocally that he did not regret his actions, and would do the same if necessary. If the boy wasn't too popular, he would have been dead. Come to the hall with me. You can tell it to your grandchildren later that you've seen a young man whipped at a mafia headquarters." Farah approached Ryan, her pride was forgotten,

He was barely even aware of his own body movements. "Ryan, don't let them do it! No!"

"Flood.... My little cat-" Ryan's voice sounded very soft. "You already know a lot of things here. You must know I don't have voting rights here. Why did you steal my papers anyway?".

In her nightmares, Farah would remember Ryan's facial expression on the boat, as bundles of letters slumped down from inside her shirt. Farah took the letter without realizing what it contained. Now he never wants to know.

Farah heard herself say, "How dare you judge me for that? or the.... Sure oes. You hired a lackey criminal to steal it for you. All the crimes I've done, I've learned from you."

In a soft voice, Ryan said, "Farah, I'm offering you a friendship..."

Nausea. Farah felt like she was going to vomit. "You offered me a hostage."

"I promise I'll end it." Tympano Ryan.

"If," said Farah, "I will meet your demands."

"Oh, my dear girl," said Ryan softly, "and you don't want to fulfill it, do you? You should have told me the truth. Before yesterday afternoon, did you think I would hurt you? What was my attitude while you were here that you didn't realize? Did I ever hurt you?Even now......?". Ryan approached Farah, his steps steady and firm, his gaze locking Farah's eyes. Ryan raised his hand and flipped it over, using the back of his finger to caress Farah's cheek very gently.

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