"Are you sure this is the place?" "Our car has stopped right at this red dot." Wren showed Gunberg his cell phone screen and pointed to a red dot which was the point where they were. The map expanse showed meandering lines behind them and places named in small letters. “They are hiding in a place like this? Rafe Wilder?" asked Gaston in surprise. "This doesn't suit Rafe's taste, but it could be a last resort if he's in a pinch." “Look, that's the car of the people who shot at Rafe's car. That dilapidated Toyota." "Come on down." "Hey, don't act on your own." Gaston locks the door next to Wren with the automatic lock button to prevent Wren from stepping out of his car. He didn't want what happened on I-15 to happen again. "What? I just wanted to check on the car.” “We will be lurking from a safe distance. We don't know if Rafe drove the car to this place or if the gunmen did it." "This can't be wr
Lexie slowly opened her eyes. She exhaled slowly knowing where she was now. The smell of laundry detergent that lingered so strongly on the sheets that covered her bed didn't in the least make her forget that she was still at the motel in Desert Palms. Rafe fell asleep right next to her on his stomach. His head drooped to the right, his back right in front of her sleeping while hugging the pillow. It was the first time she had woken up with Rafe beside her. Usually Rafe left her immediately after making love and only came to her room the next day. But this time it was different. Rafe was still fast asleep next to her. His back moved up and down in an orderly fashion, his arms wrapped around the pillow. The bandage she had changed last night was still clean. No bloodstains seeping through. And that's a good sign. She didn't want to see any more blood around her. Lexie's eyes rolled to Rafe's sturdy back. There are so many reddish welts that are starting to fade. Lexie was cur
Four hours later after the pillow talk, Rafe and Lexie were sitting in a breakfast restaurant, about twenty minutes from the dilapidated motel where they were staying. It's nine o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining brightly outside the restaurant and made the sky look even more dazzling. Lexie sat quietly, eating her breakfast quietly. A plate of fried scrambled eggs and sausage. She ate her food voraciously and without refusal like a few days ago. In fact, this morning she felt more excited to start a new day with a new plan that had been stuck in her brain since a few hours ago. "You like the food?" “This place is great. I mean the interior is nice, the food is good. It's definitely different from the motel we stayed in last night." "Glad you like it. I hope you eat your breakfast voraciously and don't leave it wasted." “This morning I woke up hungry.” “I drained your energy, eh?” Lexie snorted, but her cheeks were blushed. Sh
Twenty minutes later Teressa was done with all the bathing and dressing rituals. She wore a very beautiful peach dress, her hair was tied in a golden satin ribbon, her face was lightly made up to make her look fresher. Teressa stared at her reflection in the mirror in amazement. She had never been made to look this beautiful. She looks like a young actress she often sees on tv. Her blonde hair shimmered beautifully as if there was diamond dust in the soft strands of her hair. "You look incredibly beautiful." “Thank you very much Susan, you made me this beautiful. I've never seen a dress like this before." "Well, now put on your shoes. We're going downstairs to meet Mr. Smillow." "Who is Mr. Smillow?” Teressa was wearing ivory white flatshoes while frowning in confusion. "Oh, you don't know. Mr. Smillow is the guy you see below. He owns this house. He's a very rich man." "Sorry, I don’t know." "It’s ok. There's no need t
Rafe stopped his pick-up in front of his deserted mansion. After traveling the long way from Mesquit City with so much vigilance, he finally managed to arrive at his mansion safely. Since the trip he had been thinking about all kinds of things he would do to his stupid men. He would probably give them a painful corporal punishment before he ordered them to find the mastermind behind the attacks he had endured since yesterday. "Why is it so quiet? Where's Weston?" asked Lexie in surprise. Usually Weston would move swiftly to open the door. "We'd better get down. We'd better surprise them with our sudden appearance. I wonder what they were actually doing all this time if I wasn't watching them." Lexie just stared at the anger that erupted from Rafe's body. He had been grumpy ever since they left the breakfast restaurant in Mesquit City. During the trip they also did not speak a word and were just busy with each other's thoughts. Lexie was sure Rafe had so much
Wren held the gun in his hand for two seconds, then threw it into the trash can in the airport parking lot. Last night he had done so many evil things. He violated his professional code of ethics just because he wanted to protect Lexie. But he had long been involved in Rafe's dark life. It was only a matter of time that he too would become like Rafe to protect something or defend something. He didn't regret his actions of shooting those people, he was just confused about how to move on with his life after this. Will he be able to remain a doctor without thinking about the shooting? "Hey, come on in quickly. People will get suspicious if you stand there too long.” Gaston called out to him from the car. His face looked lethargic and tired because they didn't really rest all night. After Wren killed those people and checked their identity one by one. He and Gaston must work hard to eliminate their traces around the crime scene. He wiped all the places they touch
Returning to the house she had left for almost a week ago made her heart skip a beat. The black iron gate in front of Rafe's sturdy house was visible from a distance, standing proudly, as if it was part of her darkest nightmare. As soon as she passed through that gate, she would not be able to regain her freedom. In fact she doubted whether she would be able to breathe the air of freedom outside the gate again or not. If the heir requested by Rafe did not appear in their midst, she would be trapped in the house even longer. Rafe had said it clearly, hundreds of times. As they made love on the plane, Rafe said that over and over as he moved over it to climax. Rafe would make sure that he would never forget his role here. " After you get out of the car, put Wren where I usually keep my prisoners, Jacob." Lexie glanced at Rafe. Rafe deliberately didn't make it clear where he was so he couldn't find Jacob or try to see him when they arrived. "Are you going to bea
"Your plan failed." Cooper pressed the phone to his ear with a blank stare at his study door. Some of his men were busy cleaning up the mess that Rafe had made thirty minutes ago. The mysterious man really picked the right time to contact him when he was in such a bad state. "Who are you really? I feel this is just a trap. You gave me information about Rafe, but I think your information is false.” His laryngeal electro on the other side sounded loudly resembling the sound of discordant laughter that hurt the ears. Cooper had no interest in playing games with the mystery man. He had already been defeated twice, and he didn't want to lose for the third time at a time. “Your too stupid and idiotic underlings. I've given you all the information you need. But you sent lousy assassins instead." “Stop bothering me. I don't want to do this anymore." Cooper glanced sadly at Brittany's photo. All of Rafe's words managed to affect him badly. "Wha