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"Sorry, I have to go, Mrs. and Mr.," Clark excused himself, bowing his head.Arren was taken aback, only realizing Clark's presence there."Y-yes. Thank you, Clark," Arren said briefly. Leon nodded at him calmly."Can we continue in the bedroom?" Leon asked, lifting Arren into his arms."Put me down! I can walk on my own," Arren yelled with embarrassment. She was now being carried in Leon's arms as he walked."You're tired, and I'm carrying you to prevent you from walking and hurting your feet," Leon explained, his forehead creased while Arren pouted.Arren was always lost in arguments with Leon, who could easily change her fate as he pleased. She stopped protesting and accepted the situation."Ugh," Arren sighed, hiding her face.She still felt uncomfortable despite being Leon's legitimate wife. The attention from the servants and security staff made her feel self-conscious.***Leon stared at his wife with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was irritated by the resemblance between A
Days passed by as usual.Arren and Leon lived their lives. Each of them was busy with their own schedule. Leon occasionally went to the capital for business, while Arren continued to train and become more proficient in self-defense. She did this not to look for trouble but in self-defense.Clark diligently trained her, but their training sessions only lasted for two hours each day. Leon had forbidden them from teaching for too long because he felt jealous when Arren and Clark spent too much time together. Although Arren grumbled and thought Leon's reasons were unreasonable, she had no choice.She could either comply or cancel her classes, and her only choice was to comply."Today we will practice with weapons, Arren. I hope you concentrate. This training can be very dangerous," Clark warned as he started to take out various firearms.Arren's eyes sparkled with excitement. She was not afraid at all; she felt challenged. A while back, she had been a victim of mugging, but now she wanted
Leon squinted his eyes, scanning the girl who was talking to him.The girl had beautiful black hair that cascaded down gracefully. Her face was petite and fair, like Chinese porcelain. Indeed, her face had distinctive Asian features, with monolid eyes adorned with golden glitter.The red dress she wore, matched with matching lipstick, made her look enchanting. However, Leon refused to linger too long on her beauty. He felt guilty towards Arren if he did so."Sorry, I can't speak Chinese," Leon declined casually, even though the girl had offered him a drink in fluent English."Hahaha...," Ford chuckled, realizing Leon had rejected the wrong target."Sorry, Miss. It seems my friend here is a bit drunk," he remarked."Even though I was speaking in English, why did you think I was speaking Mandarin, sir?" the girl protested and then sat beside Leon."Whoa!" Leon was startled, with the girl's boobs intentionally brushing against his arm."Back off!" Leon shouted with a slight stumble.The g
Leon felt his consciousness growing hazier.The effects of the drink mixed by Mei Ling left him feeling dizzy and losing control over his body.Ford had collapsed unconscious beside him. It seemed that the effects of the drinks that night had indeed rendered them powerless.With great effort, Leon tried to focus his mind and assess the situation carefully. The drunkenness he felt was different from the usual. Leon realized there was a mixture of drugs that had triggered his primal desires.His passion suddenly surged as if intentionally stimulated."Ah, how's this? I'm enjoying my prey," Mei Ling whispered while gripping Leon's chin.The girl passionately kissed Leon, then wildly played with her tongue."Mmhh... arghh!" For a moment, Leon felt a confusing sensation between lust and alertness. But he bit Mei Ling's tongue when a flash of light suddenly flickered between them."You scoundrel!" Leon grumbled with forced consciousness.Leon was angry at himself for almost falling into Mei
In the creeping darkness of the room, Leon lost consciousness once again.The anesthesia administered to him had once more taken control of his subconscious."Bastard!"Crash!Leon collapsed once more.Leon could feel his consciousness fading and his strength slowly diminishing.Meanwhile, Mei Ling, along with a masked man, stood by the bedside.With labored breath, Mei Ling smiled at the man.The room's lights came back on, and the man removed his mask."Good job, Mei Ling," he praised, holding a blank check he soon handed her."Pleasure doing business with you, sir," Mei Ling replied, taking the check."Do you want me to kill him?" Mei Ling asked moments later.Adam Hart, the masked man, shook his head. He only wanted the recording he had obtained."I don't want to go too far. I just want my daughter back.""Very well," Mei Ling immediately got up from her bed. She gazed at Leon with a satisfied smile."You know, Leon, I never expected it to end like this. I appreciate your cooperati
After a dangerous incident, Leon was found by his guards in a significantly weakened and unconscious state.They quickly evacuated Leon to a safe location.After successfully escaping the life-threatening situation, the head guard carefully examined his boss's injuries."No serious injuries," mumbled the head guard, who also acted as a paramedic.The head guard only found minor scratches and bruises from the intense struggle.There were no significant open wounds or worrying signs of internal bleeding.However, despite his minor physical injuries, the head guard remained concerned about Leon's mental condition.Once it was confirmed that Leon did not have any life-threatening injuries, the guards decided to bring him back to their headquarters.They moved Leon carefully, avoiding any movements that could cause further pain or discomfort.At their headquarters, Leon was placed on a bed with great care.The head guard immediately called for his doctor to provide further medical treatment
Let's go back to the moment when Arren began diligently training with Clark.The girl appeared very enthusiastic.She didn't want to be a weak girl. Arren promised herself that she would be able to protect her life when in danger.Arren was tired of being constantly subjected to the cruelty of others. This time, she had to strengthen herself, both mentally and physically. Arren felt herself growing more mature."We'll practice close-quarters combat with sharp weapons," Clark said seriously. "Remember, the main goal of this training is to hone your reflexes and speed."Arren nodded, her enthusiasm growing.She had prepared as well as she could for this training. Although Arren had hoped to train with firearms, according to Clark, she needed to understand the importance of the fundamentals of knife combat.Arren realized the importance of close combat skills, especially when guards could anticipate long-range attacks."Alright, Coach!" Arren replied firmly, her determination evident.Arr
The drizzle on that night felt tense. Arren still couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling due to her stab wound.The wound on her arm was painful, but the injury in her heart hurt even more."What if Leon doesn't want me anymore?" The thunder of insecurity echoed in her chest.Arren seemed to have forgotten her plans to escape from the mafia. For some reason, her husband's judgment had become necessary in her self-image.Right now, Arren felt truly inferior and devoid of light."Sleep, Arren. I'll watch over you,"Clark had been by her side since she received medical treatment that afternoon. And even into the early hours, he remained faithfully there.Arren still hadn't heard any news about Leon. Was he all right?"Go to your room, Clark. I'm fine," Arren said, turning away from him as she slept. Her heart was uneasy as she kept thinking about Leon.Clark snorted, feeling gently dismissed by Arren. But there wasn't much he could do."Call me if you need a friend, okay?""Okay."The l