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âReally.â Baron Lawrence glanced at her, tightening his grip on her left hand, presenting a side profile as handsome as an ancient Emperor.
Dominant, strong, obstinate yet with a bone-deep exclusive love!
âEnna Clark, I want to tell you no one in this world can abandon you, and you are never alone. I want you, I want you alive! Even in death, you are still mine! If you die first, I will go with you!â
In his hawk-like eyes, an intimidating tyranny, âIf I die before you, I will have someone shoot you so you will accompany me.â
â If I die before you, I will have someone shoot you so you will accompany me!
This confession of love was too bloody, too violent!
Normally, wouldnât a man tell her, if something happens to me, forget me and be happy?
But, how did it come to the point where he would shoot her in such a situation?
Enna Clark was caught between laughter and tears. She wanted to laugh, but her nose was tingling involuntarily. She had imagined Baron Lawrence taking her to the beach, to the movie theater, to many different places, but she had never considered that he would bring her to a cemetery.
He was so persistent, so dominant, so possessive and so madly in love.
She should be really scared and leave him, right?
But she didnât want to.
In this life, probably no other man would take her from the hospital, drive for an hour, just to bring her to a cemetery. Tell her, he bought this mountain.
He claimed this place!
He claimed her!
He wants her for a lifetime, and a hundred years later, he will be still with her.
They sleep together in life, they share tombs in death!
She was not alone.
She still had him!
This strangely convoluted way of expressing love, besides Baron Lawrence, no one else could have thought of it.
âSo, you donât have to be upset about some irrelevant people, irrelevant things. You only need to follow my lead, share my joys and sorrows. You donât have to worry about other people! You donât need to worry about them! If you really donât want to continue seeing Jacob Clark and his group, just say the word, and Iâll make sure they disappear forever from your sight!â
âEnna Clark, your eyes only need to see me! Your ears only need to hear my voice! Your mind only needs to think of me!â Enna Clark opened her mouth.
She really didnât know what to say anymore.
The heart inside her chest pounding violently said it all. From this moment on, she knew she was done for. She had really fallen for this man.
Baron Lawrence, not satisfied still, suddenly caught her hand and led her further up, âFollow me.â
âWhere are we going?â Enna Clark stumbled along behind him.
She had injured her knee before. Afterwards, the doctor checked it and said it hadnât hurt the bone. But at this moment, it had just started healing not long ago, and walking fast would still hurt.
With Baron Lawrenceâs towering height and long legs, he took longer strides. To keep up with him, Enna had no choice but to quicken her pace, causing her injured knee to throb with pain.
Enna Clark remained silent, bearing the pain as she followed him.
Suddenly.
The man walking in front suddenly stopped, and she almost ran into him.
Baron Lawrence did something unexpected. He bent his tall and imposing figure and squatted down in front of her, commanding harshly, âGet on.â
Was Baron Lawrence going to carry her on his back?
Enna Clark was shocked.
Without waiting for her to think, Baron Lawrence impatiently urged again, n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âStop wasting time, get on, Iâll carry you.â
âIâll give you three seconds. If you donât climb on, I will pick you up!â
He was clearly making threats, Enna had no choice but to climb onto his back..