The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
LOVE ME OR KILLME Part 62. The Risk for a Question 3
Because I'm quiet. He's talking again...This time I lifted my chin.
"We'll start with your name baby, tell me your real name..."
I won't answer it now. My mind was deadlocked after hearing his words. If he gains my true identity, my boss' name, what he's doing is most likely killing me. That's my guess and I don't think it can be wrong.
"You'll only kill me if you get what you want, like you killed that Russian agent. Isn't that right, why you're happy to play with me... Just kill me now. I'm not gonna tell him anything.
"If I want to kill you, I don't have to wait this long for Natalie, why don't you realize that. I told you you were just a pawn, why are you making things difficult for you. Did I make you allude? All I want is for you to switch sides. I'll protect you, all this time don't you think we can do that if we want to kill you..."
"Why do you want to protect me. What a guarantee you'll protect me." I sought an explanation for his actions. He looked at me a long time ago. This closeness makes me creep.
"What all my good actions haven't been enough to say that I want to protect you. You're just a guy caught in the middle of a fight that you don't understand. According to me, you'll be fine..."
"Isn't it easier to get rid of me if you have a kill license."
"I'm grateful to you for opening up who Amanda was, helping out a lot at Garcia Int., even though I later found out you did it had a purpose. And one more thing I think the Tyson story part is true isn't it..." The story of heartbreak with the cry is still remembered clearly it turns out.
"If that's true, it won't have any effect on you. Let me go, I won't bother you anymore." I know my request is in vain now. I was in vain trying.
"How do I let you go after you know everything." Nathan grimacing. I have to prove he's not gonna kill me.
"Why should I kill you. You don't know anything, you just know something you can't prove. Let's start with your real name, dear Natalie? Speak quietly, at least if anyone is listening out there, they only know what we want to tell them...."
"What's the point for me, you set me up here." I still have my boss's name. He's gonna want that. He has to prove he won't hurt me.
"Ehm, actually I was just making you finally admit it. I'm just saying there's a suspicious car, not me making sure it's there." He smiled win, this sneaky guy sucks with all the plans he had in his head.
"Criminals!" I hit his chest, rebelled wrestling to break away and a jolt of pain made me almost cry.
"That's why you're fighting me, your wounds can open again." The scar hurts again the blood seeps under my bandage. "You should see the doctor again. But you have to go to the police station, too..." He sighed and let me go now.
"Let me check, open your t-shirt..." I clasped his hand.
"You're not a doctor. Stay away..."
"And you're so happy to argue. I've even kept you under me, I'm being nice to you. Whatever I've tortured you... Except the torture you asked for yourself?" A perverted smile*m appeared on his lips, making me want to kick him.
"I'm full of sewing from teenagers, I'm a brawler, if you didn't darken the lights yesterday, you'd see it..." His voice suddenly softened.
"You can raise your hand...What a pain." He looks concerned now. I touched on whether he really meant it with that expression of love.