A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

Max told her that the guys who wanted to get the house back ceased their request and left. And somebody had donated a sizable amount of money to the public schools in their town.

Max asked with concern, “Kate, don’t you think he is too powerful? It is in a different state. And the guys that found trouble are rumored to have an influence on the town government. Ed gave me the feeling that he was sort of a gangster when he saved me last time. Are they…”

“No.” Kate said, looking down at the box on the floor, “They are not.”

Max changed the subject; “Mom said on the phone that there is a boy in our town who is helping his parents run a café. His mother and ours used to hang out together. Mom knows their family very well. She said if you would like to go back home, she would like to introduce you to the boy. I had to tell her that you were busy with your studies now…”

Kate smiled bitterly after hanging up the phone. It was a life so far away from her now. She could never go back to that kind of world again.

Kate stared at the things on the floor. They represented a dirty and ugly past but probably would represent a dangerous and unpredictable future. She had stepped into this by choice.

She took a heavy bag out and walked by the photo of the smiling woman. She stopped and said in a low voice to her, “What would you do if you were me?”

“You wouldn’t have done this, right?”

The person in the photo just smiled.

“What a shame! We are different.”

Kate entered from the back door of the beauty parlor. Her classmate who had experienced the fight with her had come to help today. She had enjoyed the facial and other services available for hours on her behalf. They switched identities and left when Tristan called.

She rubbed her sore shoulders and said, “A facial and a massage…”

“Okay, have fun. I will do it for you with my expertise in this field when I get back…” As Tristan talked, heated air seemed to transmit from the other end of the phone.

She could imagine his vague smile on the other side of the phone. His breath was blowing on her ear. She had just gone through another cold and cruel experience, and now the conversation was more torture for her.

Only after he heard the slam of the car door and another person’s voice did he want to end the conversation. He asked if she had anything else to say.

She did have questions. Why was the password her birthday? Was it a coincidence or on purpose? Why did he let her know everything so easily? Why had she met him and get involved in this?

And she also wanted to ask why he was not a good guy? Why was he cruel, evil, and merciless, while he could touch the softest parts of her? Why were his evil measures used to rescue her family?

In her world, there was only good and bad, white and black. There weren’t so many whys. Kate had been silly, but she lived at ease. But since she had known Tristan, she had had to bend her principles and blur the boundaries and colors.

Now it was not just a vague boundary. It was totally overthrown.

When Kate woke up in the morning, she found the man who was supposed to come back in the evening was deep in sleep beside her. She was surprised when he came to bed, and she didn’t know at all. It was horrible.

The next moment, her attention was drawn to a new thing on his face- the stubble on his strong chin. He always cared so much for his appearance. It was the first time she had seen this on him. Was it because of too much hormone?

The ding of the alarm o’clock broke her meditation, and she reached for the clock at the nightstand immediately. He usually got up at six, and she did at seven. Kate got off the bed quietly.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

After cleaning up, she had a cup of honey water and went outside to stretch her legs. She did some simple exercises.

She had had too many emotional ups and downs lately, and her sleeping and eating had been influenced too. She didn’t want this to affect the baby inside her. It was the only oasis in her world of the desert.

As she was working out, she heard the phone in the living room ring. She went to answer it. It was from the sanatorium. The nurse said, “Aunty is missing the lady with dimples…” Before the nurse could finish, Tristan’s mother grabbed the phone, “Could you come to see me?” She asked shyly.

An old woman sounded like a little kid. It made Kate’s heart soften. She agreed immediately.