The Shackles of the Lord's Love

Chapter 13 ~ Silent Sparta

"Sister Lio," Lala screeched as she ran towards the boy who was a few meters away in front of her.

Lio's steps came to a halt, as did Genio who walked hand in hand with the boy.

"Sister Lio, I want to say thank you," said the little girl with a breath of breath. His hands were stretched out with a single stalk of dandelion flowers in his grasp.

Lio smiled, he accepted the dandelion flower happily. "May I ask?" he stared at the dandelion that had changed hands.

"Yes" answered Lala enthusiastically.

"Why do you choose wild dandelion flowers, rather than all the beautiful flowers that grow in this yard?"

"Wouldn't you know why?"

"Of course, I'm curious too." It was not Lio who answered, but Genio who had been standing next to them.

Suddenly the wind blew fiercely, dandelion feathers automatically flew over them. Dandelion is in Lio's hands.

The children look happy, there are running around to catch the feathers. Someone approached the plant to help blow the feathers until it released perfectly leaving the stem.

"Hey, look at all the flowers. The rest of the stem alone," Genio said while pointing at the stem of the dandelion flower that Lio grasped.

Lio raised his eyebrows. "Why did you give me this flower?"

Lala smiled, the strong wind made her brown mane fly in any direction. Very pretty little girl.

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Time passed, it turned out to take a long time to tame the monster that fused with him.

Arriving at the destination, the time has shown at 3 pm. Marvel got off his favorite car. There are only three limited edition cars in the world. It was the most expensive car of its time until the same company issued the latest type of which there is only 1 unit in the world.

Marvel stepped wide until the sound of the pounding pantofel shoes were mutually unpretentious. Arriving at a door, the man slightly lowered his head and automatically iris scanner scanned both irises of his eyes.

Tit.

The door was wide open, but the man still did not reach his destination. Both of his legs still continued to step, until several doors with different rooms were passed.

Go to the last door before entering the main room. This time he pressed a code, then scanned the fingerprint and lastly scanned the iris again.

Slowly the door opened. Three men were waiting there. One was sipping a drink, one was busy with a laptop, while the other stood up and welcomed his arrival.

They are Silent Sparta. Consists of 4 core members, who are vile mobsters with abilities in their respective fields that are notoriously outstanding.

Just like the name of their organization, Silent means silent and Sparta which is the name of an important city that in its development became very strong and powerful. They were a triumvirate that was notoriously quiet but invincible.

Return to one of the members who stood up and welcomed the arrival of Marvel.

"Hey, Bro. It took you so long this time? Is your new toy that interesting?" he shrugged his shoulders with his friend.

Marvel brushed. "No need for pleasantries, I'm tired of hearing your babbling."

"Ck, tsk, tsk." The man named Atlas Wesley was upset.

"You're really an ungrateful curse friend."

"Hahaha, relax Bro" said the man who had sipped a drink, his name was Enzo Franklin.

"Gan, give him what he wants" Enzo asked the man who had been busy with his laptop.

The man, full name Morgan Maverick, looked up. Instantly the cold aura was even colder than Marvel.

"Look at yourself" said the man, sliding his laptop. Marvel sat down next to him, observing and reading the information Morgan had gathered.

"During their work in a labor supply company, they were good friends. That day they sat together, still joking with the rest of the bus who knew them well. Until the bus lost control and ran a red light at the intersection. You know for yourself the bus ended up crashing into a BBM tanker truck causing a huge explosion that left only two survivors."

Hearing Morgan's explanation, Marvel clenched his hand even more. "That means, my Lala's gone?" ask her with a straight look at the laptop.

"I can't be sure, they're sitting in the same place" Morgan replied as he stared at Marvel.

"Obviously the survivor is Ayla Navara" Marvel said. The man rubbed his face in frustration.

Morgan simply replied by raising his eyebrows. Atlas and Enzo were listeners among them.

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Inside her room, Ayla was curled up on the thin mattress that became her bed. The girl's eyes were still blank with blank eyes.

"I have to get out of this house" he said in his heart.

"But how? The housekeeping is very strict." Despite having a capable martial ability he also could not defeat that many bodyguards.

The girl then took a sitting position in annoyance, her gaze turned to the food that Alya had just delivered. But he felt no lust at all, it was a pile of HVS paper that attracted his attention more.

He grabbed a pile of paper and started reading it. The first page contains what to do when working in this house.

"It's for the waiter" murmured Ayla miris. He took a breath and took it out. Then a little laugh. "Do you really think you would be considered a wife? Surely you are nothing more than a minister, even you are given a room worse than a servant" he murmured again, arguing alone.

Somehow even though he felt he did not need to be recognized, but his heart felt pain when remembering he was not considered at all.

The girl then continued reading, one by one the pages passed until they arrived at any page that was forbidden to do. Included in the food aspect.

"Corny?" ayla muttered. A shadow filled his mind when he remembered that he was also allergic to corn, but once corn soup was his favorite food.

"Is he also allergic to corn? But why does he seem okay, can even threaten me," he murmured again, but tried to ignore and continued to read.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Ayla, can I come in?"

"Come in, brother!"

"Hey, why don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry, brother." Ayla looked indifferent, making Alya so upset herself.

"Put this down, let's go out for dinner!" said the girl fiercely, while seizing the HVS paper in Ayla's hands.

"But here's a little bit more I finished reading it."

"Already! Read it later. Now you eat first. You're just out of the hospital, if you get sick again how." Hearing Alya's attention made a warm feeling radiate to the girl's heart.

Submissive and smiling warmly he followed Alya's steps leading her towards the kitchen.

Audi, who had just finished a shower after returning home from the orphanage with Darier, was intending to go to the kitchen to fetch some drinking water.

Instantly his gaze turned to Ayla who was eating with Alya and some other servants. The girl then laughed cynically.

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Tbc.

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