Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 8

Ryan leaned against the black SUV, his legs crossed and his arms casually folded in front of his chest. The brown-copper blonde hair was blown away by the wind. Ryan is seen watching Ben closely, without listening to what Ben says.

Ryan smiled cynically before finally saying, "I thought hard if it was worth it if I spent the time to find out what two honorable people in a cheap club like this are doing".

"Orange juice!" Said Ben very quickly to impress origin.

"Oh, for that glass of fresh orange juice? Is it your sister or.. This friend of yours is craving so much that you have to come all the way here for a glass of orange juice?" Ryan's lips curled while looking at Farah as if mocking her. "Did you know she gave birth to a cloth pad?" Ryan then laughed softly to make Farah scowl annoyed. "You know? No matter what ridiculous disguise you're doing here, but your way of speaking and your attitude is that you're not from lowly people".

Ryan's tone of voice did not sound like a compliment at all, the man actually gave off a gripping aura that Farah did not see at all when she was with him. The man let out a threatening tone as if declaring it was pointless to argue with him now.

Ben stepped closer to Ryan bravely. "Listen, bro, it would be unwise if you gave an unsubstantiated assessment. Are we important people or even lowly people, nothing to do with you, right?".

Ryan smiled wider. "Are you trying to test me? I could be even worse than I'm showing you right now. Maybe it could be your consideration whether you're going to be honest or not".

"We don't know anything that might interest you!" Ben says.

"How do you know what interests me?" Ryan asked Ben, raising his eyebrows. "I'm pretty sure you're not stupid enough to say a lot to your sweet sister, aahhh or is she your boyfriend? Your buddy?" Ryan glanced at Farah who was silently observing. "But, what's on your mind that would interest me?".

Ben raised his chin as he looked at Ryan boldly. "You're taking longer than you can imagine to extract information from me".

Ryan laughed so hard that his shoulders shook. "Hahaha I know. You don't have to clarify it like that. I won't waste my time trying to extract evidence from you. But....." Ryan looked at Farah intently. "I wonder to what extent you let me poke this sweet girl before you start answering my questions?"

Ben yelled and cursed Ryan while Farah felt his legs go limp. Ryan smiled in anguish. "You're a smart guy, but you're an amateur".

"Give me your hand!" Tell Ryan.

Reluctantly, Ben pointed one hand at Ryan. Farah observes Ryan taking out a bracelet with a special Dark Devil red logo from behind his jacket. "Give this bracelet to the person guarding down the street. Tell him to let you through".

Gratitudefully Farah closed her eyes and exhaled a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and looked at Ryan. "You're releasing us?"

Ryan's hand stretched out to the back of Farah's head, stroking her long hair gently. "People are always reluctant to let go of something so beautiful" Ryan said.

"I'm not gonna be nice the second time, you know that, right?" Ryan turned to look at Ben sharply.

"Yes. I get it" Timpal Ben quickly.

"If your sister is so precious, next time you can't risk her life anymore" Ryan's fingers stroked Farah's neck until the girl bristled.

Like a fool, Farah silently watched Ryan walk towards the club. Ben immediately fell to the ground because his legs felt weak. Ben lowered his head to his knees and placed his arms behind his head. Ben shouted a little while laughing. "Yes God.. He's a strange man". Ben says. "We're lucky to still be able to survive that one mafia. He kissed you, didn't he? Ben looked up at Farah.

"Huh? What's?" Farah suddenly felt clumsy.

"No need to cover it from me. I know he kissed you. You look shaken". Ben chuckled softly.

Farah rubbed her nape. "You know, Ben. I should have fought him. I really am a fool.".

Ben chuckles. Farah sat on the ground and hugged her knees. "Against? Why do you have to fight it? A guy like that kisses you... Hmmmm... Forget it" said Ben.

"Why do you think he let us go? Does he not suspect who we are?". Farah asked astonished at Ryan's attitude.

Ben shrugged his shoulders. "Honestly, I don't know what he's thinking either. Who exactly is that guy?"

"I heard one of the bodyguards call him by name.... Ryan"

"Ryan's? Ryan..... Are you sure he was called by that name? Ryan's? Good Lord! What may......."

"What?" Farah looked at Ben with a linked temple.

Ben stood up while patting his pants. "forget over. That's not possible. Just my mind is ridiculous. Stand up! We'd better wait for Zac and Austin in the car!".

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The alien figure increasingly comes to Farah's dream. That night, as she returned to her room, Farah could feel the presence of the alien figure waiting behind the curtain.

Photos taken by Farah during a trip to the club will be the last photos for Zac. Her brother said seriously that he would rather let some spies make a mess of the investigation than let Farah face such danger again.

The whole photo Farah took was quite satisfying for Zac. The man Zac targets with a large body named John, which is the reason Keith came to the remote club, and Zac tells that when Farah was outside the club, Keith scares John by cutting off each of the smuggler's little fingers. Farah also has photos of Keith, Ryan, as well as Gege, the bodyguard who caught her at the back door with Ryan.

Day after day passed until finally it was not felt six months had passed since the tragedy at the club. Farah sat by the pool and played her fingers in the water. For months he lived his life again in a clean shell with the facilities he needed to lead a quiet life and without challenges. Farah tried to let every minute that passed in her days dampen her nerves that had just woken up due to a man's touch.... Farah sighed, was that man indeed a herd of Dark Devils, that handsome man....

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