Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 60

Shortly after Keith reprimanded him in front of others, Gege immediately ran after Keith. Keith smiled widely and spread his hands to the side, as if to give Gege a place to hug the young man's shoulders. "Come with me." said Keith. "I have an appointment in the village."

Gege froze where he stood.

"If I knew we were going to do a show" Gege said, "I'd definitely bring my makeup kit."

Keith dropped his arm casually and let his smile grow wider. "By the way, what are you so worried about? So far I've been keeping Farah alive, haven't I?"

Filled with frustration, Gege said, "You'd look very arrogant if you tried to kill Farah. I'm keeping him alive."

"Let me rearrange my words" Keith said flatly. "I should have said, I provided all the things needed for him to stay alive."

"Then, why don't you let me help Farah? He's still too weak. If Ryan arrives"

"Babe, you made your point to Ryan. Ryan knows that." - Keith.

"Ryan will forget it. You've arranged everything for Ryan to forget. Ryan doesn't understand what he's done to Ryan."

Keith's eyes were laden with a gleam of laughter and understanding, making them look like black berries. "Did Farah not understand? Then you should have explained it to him."

"Am I the nanny?"

"Isn't that so? I think from the beginning you volunteered to be her nanny. And I think Ryan better heal himself with Farah's body. Didn't you say that to Ryan? Or is Farah often in a condition that is fishing to be raped? Since none of you seem to realize what you want, then you will get what I want you to get, that is......."

"Curder?" timpal Gege's.

"For you, I'll give you a chance to find out what it's like when you can't protect something you love."

Gege gasped like he had just been ignited by fire. Digesting those words slowly, his eyes were filled with shock. "Keith...." For the first time Gege heard the fear in his own voice. "Don't use him to teach me pain. Use anyone. But, not Farah."

"Now, I can't stop it for you, son. There are more people involved than you." Morgan's black eyes already looked much softer. "You're one of the people in my world, but you're not at the center."

There was also a denial that Gege knew he would hear one day. For years, with a warning from Keith, Gege had prepared himself to hear it, and now he heard it. Gege was surprised by his readiness to accept. Gege had long since realized that Keith wished he could accept it.

"I never asked," Gege said, "to be the center of one's life. I'm not sure I can bear it, it's bad enough".

Keith broke the tension by laughing out loud. Gege added, "Listen, I heard Farah has a secret that might make Ryan hurt her. Is that true? Do you know that?"

"Of course I know. Do you think all this time I was just flailing around in a dark room? Yes, Farah did have a little secret, and she tried to keep it with all her might. I was pretty sure Farah would give up and tell Ryan, or at least you. Farah's attitude that upheld honor had made this situation worse than I expected, but I must admit I liked Farah as she was."

For the second time Keith raised a hand to offer a hug, and with a sigh, Gege stepped into that embrace and received the weight of Keith's arm over his shoulder. They walk side by side in the garden. Gege observed the leaves twitching due to the gentle caress of the wind, as well as the verdant grove of gardens surrounding them.

Later, Gegeb commented, "I think you should try hard to make this plan work, because if I interfere, then the consequences will be huge and can drown us-

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Farah ran on the green meadow. The smell of fresh grass clung to Farah's skirt. Butterflies with pink wings fly in a veil of cloth in front of Farah, Farah's long hair looks radiant due to exposure to sunlight. The wide banded loan hat hanging from the curve of Farah's arm changed its function into a flower basket filled with multicolored flowers found on the island.

Everything was easier when Farah was in pain, when the pain dulled her entire senses against Ryan's masculinity. Now, when Ryan touched Farah, even in a simple act like handing flowers to her, Farah felt like she had swallowed the pink butterfly whole and the flapping of the butterfly's wings made her belly twitch. Farah can still feel the pleasure given by Ryan's sensual lips.he still remembers Ryan's adoration, as Ryan hugs her and caresses her body and soul.

Few men have the charm that is able to influence women so quickly and deeply,

The meadows are covered in shady shadows of shrubs. Farah's steps slowed down, allowing her senses to absorb all the scents released by the surrounding leaves and flowers. When Ryan came to his side, the closeness of the man made Farah's body move even though Ryan did not move to touch him.

Ryan's expression was happy, but illegible. Maybe Ryan was thinking about fishing. That makes a lot of sense. In her dream, Farah squirms under Ryan's handcuffs, in Ryan's dream, the writhing object is a fish. Relationships are so complicated that it takes a genius to understand them. Aunt Okta would definitely say that to her. But, Aunt Okta will not be able to predict Ryan. No one can predict Ryan.

After putting the red flowers in the hat. Ryan started picking flowers that were white. "You look a lot more alive now." Said Ryan.

Farah's head immediately turned around under Ryan's eyes. Farah realized that only by looking at Ryan could she not tell if he was in mind, fishing, hook, or Ryan's bait; but there was nothing she could do.

"I think you're right" Farah said, inserting a plum-colored flower into her hat.

"What were you like when you were a kid?" ask Ryan.

"Holy. Always daydreaming. I want to be the one to please everyone." Farah said in a sad tone.

"How's your hair look?" Ask Ryan again.

"Straight and unattractive. Too delicate" Farah concentrated on her hand hugging another flower and stuffed it into the hat. "Often the ribbon I wear comes off and falls on my face."

"I'm a home child until everyone scoffs at me.. Even one of my father's friends told my father that I was a polite child but a pity too homely".

How sad even after so many years Farah still couldn't tell the story without getting her throat choked. "My aunt said I had to learn to be able to say, "I may have an sonn r-u-m-a-h-a-n, but at least I'm smart".

Farah said it was to comfort Ryan, and he was shocked to see that there was no smile on Ryan's lips. The hand on Ryan's shoulder stopped his activities, and he gently flipped towards Ryan. They were only separated by the narrow air, as Ryan's hand found and raised Farah's chin.

"But you're beautiful" Ryan murmured, "and will always be beautiful."

Ryan's mouth approached, gently pressing down on Farah's mouth, but then pulled away before Farah could respond and showed Ryan what was in her heart.

And, with a stiffer throat, as if there were thousands of butterflies there, and very weak legs, Farah walked with Ryan back towards the beach.

They had already walked five steps when Ryan said "Do you know, there are times when I find you so enchanting that I have to remind myself that you are a living woman and not a supernatural figure in my fantasy. We made a deal, didn't we?”.

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