A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

Tristan awoke and found all his drowsiness was gone.

Kate didn’t speak any further. Her breathing was even as if she was in a night of light sleep, and the words she had just uttered were from her dream. However, Tristan had to respond to her question.

“It was the worst scenario. I had planned for all possibilities.”

Tristan squeezed Kate’s hand in his palm, “I cannot give you a choice this time. We three have to be together.”

Kate was lying on her back, and Tristan was lying on his side facing her. There was only about two fists between them.

It was unbearably hot earlier, but now there was a cold surrounding her.

After a while, Kate turned and leaned into his arms.

The next day, Kate got up early and prepared breakfast with her mother in the kitchen. Her mother was making Mozzarella sticks, Kate’s favorite when she and her siblings were kids. They tasted so good that her mother only made them as a reward when they got good test scores at school.

When Tristan opened his eyes, his eyes met another pair of big eyes.

Kate was holding a plate of golden cheese sticks. She picked one and gave it to him.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth yet,” Tristan said.

“These are best when they are hot. Just one bite, and then you can go brush your teeth.” Kate insisted.

Tristan took the plate and had one bite.

When he was eating, his eyes fell on her face.

“Why are you staring at me?”

“Your face looks a little swollen.”

Kate thought of last night and flushed. She turned and walked out.

Tristan laughed and ate the whole cheese stick. It tasted really good, crispy on the outside and smooth inside.

Kate didn’t look at Tristan during the breakfast. If he looked at her for a while, he would force her to blush. After breakfast, she suggested a walk around town.

There were mountains at the edge of town. Scarce red roof houses were mostly built along the main street. They walked towards the mountain.

On the way, Kate told Tristan some funny stories from her childhood. She had never talked this much, and the stories made Tristan laugh from time to time.

When they got to the foot of the mountain, at a higher altitude than the main street, they looked back on the town. The chimneys all had smoke coming out slowly, rising to the sky. It was a peaceful and cozy scene, usually seen on a Christmas card. Tristan was touched by what he saw.

Kate picked up a pinecone from the ground.

“This is nice to hang on the Christmas tree.”

And she started to pick up more cones underneath the pine trees. Tristan helped her pick, and they soon had their coat pockets full.

They walked back along a frozen river. Kate slowed down and looked to the icy surface.

“Is this the river where you saved your brother?”

Tristan had heard her story yesterday while chatting with her brother-in-law.

Kate nodded.

He held her shoulders and muttered, “Lucky you were okay.”

They walked past a food stand when then turned back to the main street. A few kids were waiting there for the kebab they ordered. The cook was a young Indian man.

“Do you want to eat kebab?” Tristan asked Kate. But before she replied, he held her hand and walked to the stand.

There were all kinds of meat and vegetables. Tristan chose beef, which he thought was beef, which he thought was more conservative. Kate chose chicken.

They saw the young Indian man put the skewered meat on the grill and apply a few kinds of oil to it, and then spray half a dozen powders on it. Soon the meat sizzled and turned brown. The Indians took their kebabs off the grill and sprayed some more powders on them before giving them to Tristan.

Tristan gave the chicken kebab to Kate. Kate held the skewer close to her mouth and tried to blow air on it in order to cool it.

Tristan shook his beef to cool it and then took a bite. He soon grimaced.

“Too hot?” Kate asked. “Yes,” Tristan said, “No. Too spicy.”

She took another bite and winked at him. This was good for her.

Tristan tried another bite, but his tongue was burnt, and he started to cough.

“Is it too hot?” Kate gloated.

Their trip was planned to be three days. For Tristan, it was not easy to get away for even three days.

On the last day, he took a lot of business calls. Sometimes he walked to the yard to answer the call. Kate would look gloomily at him through the window.

Her sister jokes, “You cannot let him out of your sight for just a second?”

Kate didn’t respond to her stupid joke. She caught sight of Tristan’s frowning face when he turned towards her in the yard.

Hopefully, it was not bad news, she thought.

On the way back, Kate played with a lovely baby-sized coat. Her mother had made it in two evenings. She said the baby would be healthy and lucky to wear clothes made by family members.

Tristan listened to her babbling and felt warm inside.

On the plane, Kate held the tiny coat and fell asleep, while Tristan looked at her gently but also gloomily.

He had received news that the city government had met to discuss the case of Chasin Group.

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They all finally agreed that LAPD, led by deputy director Roger Kane, should take action immediately and a crackdown on Chasin as soon as possible.

Now the investigation was carried out in secret, but in no time, Tristan would be infamous in the city, in California, and maybe even nationwide.

Thinking of these consequences, Tristan took a long breath.

At the same time, Jessie was trying to reason with her father in his study. “Dad, couldn’t you let him off? You know how important he is to me.”

Donald Harderson frowned, “This is a big case related to serious crimes. How can you let personal feelings get involved? Besides, didn’t you two break up?”

Jessie’s eyes darkened, and she sighed, “I am afraid I can never break up with him.” She tried to take courage and then looked into her father’s eyes and said, “I am pregnant with his child.”

Donald was frightened, “What did you say?”

Jessie looked determined, and she fumbled in her purse and took out a hospital report. “HGG positive, pregnancy of five weeks.”

Donald’s eyes blazed with fury, and he banged the desk vigorously.