The Ruler's Love Contract

Falling in Love?

...Disclaimers...

...As Long As You Love Me by the Backstreet Boys...

...Songwriters: Martin Karl Sandberg...

...As Long as You Love Me lyrics © Cobalt Music Publishing Ltd....

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The stage of my place looks very lively with the order of flowers that adorn the surroundings. It looks like a dead flower, not a living flower. If flowers were alive, I might pick them one and give them to my master.

I think I fell in love with him.

Not wanting to get dissolved in the feeling, I immediately started humming this song. Smiling, I lived it.

"Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine. I'm leavin' my life in your hands."

I started singing at a slow pace. I deliberately asked the band to let me strum the guitar alone.

"People say I'm crazy and that I am blind. Risking it all in a glory."

I looked at my master who was there. I don't care about the others. I expressed my heart through the string of songs. I hope his heart can be touched.

"And how you got me blind is still a mystery. I can't get you out of my head."

Maybe I don't know myself. But this feeling grew longer with time. I don't know why either, but maybe all this has a reason.

"Don't care what is written in your history. As long as you're here with me."

Yeah, I don't care. No matter the others. I only care about him. I admit that he is so handsome, his body is proportional. It was near perfect in my eyes.

"I don't care who you are. Where you're from. What you did. As long as you love me."

"Who you are. Where you're from. Don't care what you did. As long as you love me..."

Bait for good I sing with all my heart. The audience also seemed to enjoy the slow rhythm of this song. The band began to add to the arrangement of the song. Not only do I meditate through guitar passages, but the rhythm of the piano also accompanies him.

"Every little thing that you have said and done. Feels like it's deep within me."

I saw my master combine his hands together, looking at me.

"Doesn't really matter if you're on the run. It seems like we're meant to be..."

He seemed to be getting touched by the lyrics of the song I was carrying. Sir, may you be aware of my feelings.

"I don't care who you are. Where you're from. What you did. As long as you love me."

"Who you are. Where you're from. Don't care what you did. As long as you love me..."

Backing vocals start singing in the voice of two.

"I've tried to hide it so that no one knows. But I guess it shows. When you look into my eyes."

I remember the first time I met him.

"What you did and where you're comin' from ... I don't care .. as long as you love me, Baby..."

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I softened my voice in the last lyrics. I wholeheartedly love him. He said that what comes from the heart will come to the heart as well. I hope this song touches his heart.

I finally finished this song. Clapping also colored the end of my song. Almost everyone stood up after seeing my show. Maybe because it was not good with my master, they stood up. I don't know, I don't wanna get dizzy.

"Thank you."

I smiled at the audience and got off the chair with the help of the backing vocals of the band. And then slowly down the stairs.

Finally finished too. It was really thrilling.

Immediately I set foot, return to my master's desk. Do not forget along the way I spread a smile while gluing both palms, a sign of courtesy. I saw my master as if waiting for my arrival.

Sir, how do I look?

Not knowing what was on his mind, I sat back by his side after he pulled out the chair. It seems tonight was not too embarrassing for him.

"Drink." He gave me a glass of water after sitting down.

"Thank you." I smiled at him too.

Honestly, my heart doesn't know anymore. On stage, he almost fainted from groggy. Fortunately I can take this mind.

I still hope to get compliments from him, but he seems to be mediocre. Well, maybe I'm the one who's too hopeful.

Eh? Who is that guy?

Amidst the vacillating feeling, both of my eyes unintentionally looked towards the blond man again. He sat down on my desk. He smiled at me too.

Is he the master?

I returned her smile, appreciated, then refocused on the show. Looks like tonight went smoothly without any obstacles. I see no bad moves on this show.

Two hours later...

The night is getting late. And now it's been showing at ten o'clock last night. My master said goodbye to the owner of the show and immediately led me to his car. I, as usual, launched my act as her lover. However, after getting into the car, I returned to being a maid.

"Sir, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you earlier" I said after putting my seatbelt on.

He didn't answer at all. Just drive the car out of the parking lot of this building.

Is he angry, huh?

I was confused because he was silent. I'm afraid he's disappointed or angry. I admit that I have been disrespectful by pointing at him while on stage. I just kept quiet for fear of mispronouncing. Until we finally entered the highway.

"You can play guitar?" ask without looking at me.

"Little," I replied briefly while bowed.

"Your voice is sweet too." He finally praised me.

Mr ...?

I immediately felt ashamed. Didn't expect that he would praise my voice. It feels so good.

"How old are you, Ara?" his question that instantly made me flinch.

"Me?" I'm ascertaining.

"Yes." Yeah." He turned his steering wheel to the right.

"It's eighteen now, sir." I answered honestly.

"When were you born?" ask again.

"I was born on December 25th" I replied.

"That means you have two months to celebrate your birthday" he said, puzzling me what to answer.

"Master, I'm actually not feeling good about what happened. I'm sorry." I repeated my apology to him.

We finally got to the red light. He also stopped his car. He stared at me, looking at me with a strange look. Instantly I looked down at him. And I didn't hear him laugh for long, for some reason.

"Our birth month is the same, only the date is different" he said, looking at me.

"December?" my question, look towards him.

"Yes, December 8." He smiled at me.

Oh my God, the smile ....

The longer my heart is the less I get good treatment from it. She can now smile at me even though her acting period is over.

"What's your phone number, Ara?" tanyanya then returned to drive her car.

"Sorry, Mister?"

"How many cell phone numbers are you?" ask again while continuing to drive his car.

"Em, sorry, sir. I don't have a cell phone. I didn't bring anything here" I replied honestly.

She's speechless. I think he's gonna keep driving his car towards the apartment. But apparently, he's turning around. I don't know where to go, I'm also reluctant to ask.

"We'll buy a cell phone for you first. We'll continue this conversation when we get to the apartment." He finally told me.

Mister?!!

How happy I am. After going through the difficulties of getting a job, God finally gave ease. Tonight my master will buy me a cell phone. It feels so unbelievable. It turns out that besides being handsome, this master of mine has a generous heart.

Sir, it's perfect for you. My heart is getting worse. If you knew it, I would be happy.

I really don't know myself. Yeah, let's say if I don't know myself. A maid likes her own employer. But I can't lie to my heart either. Let time guide everything. I got here too, I feel very happy. My master is like my lover.