CHAPTER 7 FAMILY

Carissa was about to speak, but Darren quickly covered her mouth with his hand. They were now in silent mode. Moreover, both of them were still completely naked.

"They're not going to use this car, are they?" Darren whispered.

Carissa nodded. Then she slowly moved Darren's hand away from her mouth.

"This is better," said Carissa, pulling Darren's chin. She forced the young man to kiss her.

Darren couldn't resist. He and Carissa kissed, ignoring Juno who had just run past the car they were in.

Juno stopped running for a moment, his attention caught by a backpack lying on the floor.

"Juno! Why are you zoning out over there?! Hurry! If my patient dies, I'll blame you!" Axel scolded.

"Y-yes, sir!" Juno ignored the backpack he had seen. He rushed into the car and immediately drove Axel away. The two of them had now left the garage.

Meanwhile, Darren and Carissa were still deeply entangled in their passionate kiss. While doing so, Darren's hands kept tracing the curves of Carissa's body.

"Mmph... mmph..." Carissa moaned again, aroused. At that moment, Darren suddenly stopped his touches.

"Why did you stop? Come on, let's do it again," Carissa pleaded.

Darren chuckled arrogantly. With Carissa acting that way, he felt like a king.

"My God, Carissa. Your se-x life seems to be problematic," Darren remarked as he shifted into a sitting position. He began putting on his clothes.

Seeing Darren get dressed, Carissa pouted in disappointment.

"I'll pay double if we do it again," Carissa offered.

"Sorry, Carissa. I think once is enough," Darren declined politely. "Why don't you ask your husband? Is he too busy to do it?" he added.

Carissa reluctantly started getting dressed. "Of course I asked him. It's not about how busy he is. But my husband's duration is very short. Not even two minutes and he's already done. And his foreplay is also very brief," she explained at length.

"Ah, so that's the issue. Why don't you buy him some strong medicine or herbal remedies? And as for foreplay, you can talk it out with him. That's what married couples should do, right?" Darren replied, sounding like someone with marital experience.

"He's already taken a lot of enhancement drugs. But none of them work. His longest duration is five minutes. As for foreplay, I've already discussed that with him too. But he's still clueless when it comes to execution. He's a smart man in almost everything, but completely dumb when it comes to the bedroom!" Carissa said with a long sigh.

"So that's why you needed my service?" Darren asked.

"Yes. At first, I tried to hold it in as much as I could. But that only made it worse," Carissa admitted.

"I don't mind. As long as we don't keep doing this over and over. You need to know when to stop," said Darren.

Carissa paused for a moment at Darren's words. A soft smile appeared on her lips as she glanced at him. "I didn't expect you to have such a mature side," she commented.

"I was forced to grow up since I was six," Darren replied.

"Why?" Carissa was curious.

"Because since birth, my parents abandoned me at the doorstep of an orphanage. At six, I was already thinking of ways to earn money," Darren answered, slowly lowering his head. "That's the main reason I do this job," he added.

Carissa looked at Darren with compassion. Then she hugged him lovingly. As a mother, she quickly felt empathy—especially since she had just given birth to a baby herself.

"If anything ever happens, you can tell me. I'll definitely help," Carissa said sincerely.

Darren gave a crooked smile as he slowly pulled away from Carissa's embrace. "Our relationship is purely transactional, Auntie. I don't want any emotional attachment between us," he said firmly.

"I just care about you. Is that so wrong?" Carissa responded.

"In my line of work, I always stick to the principle of never getting involved in my clients' personal issues, and vice versa," Darren explained. With that, he stepped out of the car and walked away. He didn't forget to grab the backpack lying on the floor.

With a long sigh, Carissa got out of the car. She glanced toward the CCTV. Without a second thought, she quickly took care of the footage to erase all traces of her intimacy with Darren.

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Now Darren had arrived at his apartment building. As he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Keysha standing in front of his unit door. The woman waved her hand and smiled.

"What's going on? It's rare for you to come here," Darren asked as he opened the door for Keysha.

"Let me in first. We'll talk inside," Keysha replied. She walked into Darren's apartment unit and sat on the couch with her legs crossed.

Keysha gave him a probing look. Her eyes were fixed on Darren's school uniform. "You just got back from school this late at night?" she questioned.

"I had something to take care of," Darren answered. He grabbed two sodas from the fridge to enjoy with Keysha.

"Something private, huh?" Keysha probed.

"That too. So what did you come here to talk about?" Darren replied as he handed her a soda.

"Oh my God. You still won't drink alcohol? Lame," Keysha commented.

"It's not that I'm scared. I'm just being careful because I'm still in school," Darren responded.

"Whatever." Keysha popped open her soda and took a drink. "There's a new client. And she wants you," she continued.

"You came all the way here just to tell me that? You usually just text me." Darren frowned.

"Well, this client is kind of special. So I thought you deserved to know before meeting her."

"Special? What, is she disabled? Blind?"

"Ugh!" Keysha clicked her tongue at Darren's comment. "Not that! She's special because she's part of a criminal syndicate. You could say this woman is a member of the mafia. She's committed a lot of crimes in this country. Drug trafficking, human organ sales, and her most successful business right now is online gambling," she explained in detail.

Darren's eyes widened. "That's weird. Why would someone that terrifying need my services?" he asked.

"I don't know. I'm wondering the same thing. That's why I'm telling you now in case something bad happens later. Like, she could be setting you up for her own business schemes," Keysha replied.

"No. You should just reject clients like that!" Darren said firmly.

"I already tried. But she threatened me. I don't think she's someone you can say no to. She's a criminal—she could kill us just for rejecting her."

"Then what about me? What if she kills me while we're having se-x?"

"That's why I came here. I hope you can be prepared and keep yourself safe." Keysha gave a brief smile.

"You're insane!" Darren was already starting to panic.

"Listen, it seems like she's really interested in you. She asked for your name the moment she called me," Keysha revealed.

"Really? Can I see your conversation with her?"

"No. Because we talked on the phone."

"Damn it!" Darren ran his hands through his hair repeatedly, unsure of what to do.

"I was thinking… maybe she knows something about you, Darren. I mean, something about your past—maybe even your family," Keysha said. She intentionally said that to entice Darren and make him less afraid of accepting the mysterious client.