Chapter 43 - Chapter XLVIII

Rawlf just entered Veronica's hotel suite when he heard a muffled cry from the said woman. Rawlf was quick to move and entered the bedroom of the suite. There he saw Veronica whimpering and crying on her sleep.

'Noooooo! Not my bab-'

'Veronica, hey! Veronica!' Rawlf straightly went to the bed and called to wake her up. Veronica was still crying on her sleep and just as she was about to move to unconciously protect her stomach, Rawlf also move to shake her gently. 'Veronica, babe.... Veronica, wake up now. Veronica....'

A loud gasp was then heard coming from the woman. Sweat trickled from her forehead as she wiped the tears streaming on her face.

'Babe, what hap-'

Rawlf did not managed to finished as Veronica suddenly cried in his chest. Although all this things were new to him and he wasn't used of comforting women before....actually he never has, but out of his instinct, he gently pulled the crying woman in his embrace. 'Sshhh.. I'm here.' He soothed her as he gently caressed her back while lightly kissing the top of her head.

Veronica continued to cry as she tightened her embrace around Rawlf. Rawlf on the other hand was still gently tapping and caressing her back while from time to time, would lightly kiss either her forehead or the top of her head. After a while, Veronica ceased from sobbing and just turned silent as she realized the mess she created.

What the hell. Her remembering to the point of even having it as a bad dream of that incident from five years ago made her lost herself the instant she woke up.

She was so good of maintaing her strong fascade towards her family despite that that event was something she will never ever forget but the unique scent of Rawlf the instant she woke up from that dream made her emotionally unstable and all the pent emotions over the years just poured out of her through crying.

That her, from five years ago was just another helpless woman. If not for her uncle Bien's strong connection with Country R's government, that made it easy for them to locate her, until now, she was still afraid of the possibility of what could have happened to her and her twins that time.

Her uncle Bien was another leader of an underworld force but was supported by Country R as the force was the exclusive one to handle the underground business of the said government. Country R is considered to be another world power and it's not surprising that the international community and media would of course, watch for its every little movement. That's the reason why starting from the first President of its current republic, her uncle Bien's force was solely the underworld force tapped by Country R's government to do its of course, underworld deeds, say for example, assasination of certain political or civil figures that the government considerd as a hindrance on its goals and this largely help with its own stability. After all, her uncle Bien's underworld force was inherited through their long history of training martial artist to protect and preserve their own family of royalty.

As the world modernized, eventually, when her uncle Bien took over, he established another group division solely for the purpose of assasination and later, became in demand as the assasins were highly skilled. That group grows stronger over the years and became a feared underworld entity not only in Country R but all over the world due to its lethal assasins.

That event from five years ago also was the trigger point why Veronica became determined to learn how to fight and use gun to protect and defend herself and those she treasured in life. Eventually that determination turned itself into some kind of addiction that Veronica became too passionate that within the span of just a year, she has quickly evolved from a naïve, innocent woman into a deadly and highly skilled assasin herself.

Veronica awareness was brought back by a damp towel on her arms. She didn't realized that Rawlf already moved and laid her back on the bed as he probably went inside the bathroom. He was gently wiping her body like the last time and due to emotional exhaustion, Veronia herself has no energy left to move a muscle and just let the man be.

After he made sure he wiped her clean, he returned back to the bathroom and after a while, when he went out, instead of going beside her, had gone for her wardrobe. Veronica just leisurely looked at the man as he carefully go over her sleepwear. But panic came through her when he moved to her undergarments just then she remembered that he had done this last time as well. Although blushing, Veronica braved her heart and pretended like it's also normal for her.

Both of them just started to lived together for just few days and yet, here they are, acting like a married couple for many years.

Rawlf returned with her clothes on his hand. 'Let's get you to change.' His voice was soft like water.

'I'll change on the bathroom.' Veonica said, her cheeks tinged red.

'I'll carry you there.' Understanding that Veronica was not in the right state to be teased, Rawlf complied right away.

Veronica shakes her head after realizing how much of dependent had she became around the man and somehow, an indescribable kind of fear crept in her heart. 'It's okey. I can manage.'

Rawlf sensing the sudden distant voice from the woman was taken back. He has not reacted even when Veronica already moved out of the bed. Rawlf recovered just when he heard the bathroom's door closed. After contemplating what to do next, he approached the bathroom and knocked on the door.

'I brought something for dinner.Head for the kitchenette after you finish.'

'Sure.' Veronica replied.

'I also brought spaghetti. Would like to see you eat it with rice.'

He heard Veronica giggled. Just then, the dark clouds appearing on the man's head cleared up right away. He was about to move but halted after hearing the woman's sweet voice.

'Okey..... Thank you Rawlf.'

Without replying, he continued to walk out but with a happy and contented smile on his lips.

After he was out of the bedroom, that happy and contented smile vanished.

Veronica's bad dream is not simple. It doesn' t take anyone to be a genius to realized that an adult woman crying and having a bad dream has no direct psychological reason. Despite of the promised he made to her, but he can't be patient now if it concerns her health and safety. A sharp look appeared on his eyes. About time to call his dormant forces.