A pure white building nestled in the deepest part of a dark forest, with just two lanes of traffic on the road allowed cars to enter this central area. The majestic trees hid this building too well, it's a location completely undetectable by satellites.
A male wearing a creepy fox mask got out of the car and was greeted by witches dressed in white, he didn't reply to a single person, from the half-covered mask people could see that he couldn't try to hide the curves of his mouth, he was humming a simple rhythm with a smile.
When he arrived at a large door imprinted with the mark of a lotus flower, he pushed it and stepped on the marble floor with his leather shoes.
"Suraa...I miss you so much." His voice is full of excitement.
He approached the pond. A pond is supposed to be built in the garden, strangerly, this pond was built in the master bedroom of this building as if the plants were mirroring the pattern of the master bedroom door, the pond was planted with lotus, and the light floated out from the blooming, all the light which gathered on the person who lay in the pond.
Fox mask man pulled up the person who lying in the pond, his called him gently, "Suraa, It's time to wake up."
Suraa was waking up slowly from his call, the unfocused eyes spent a little time focusing on the fox-masked man, Suraa smiled back at him and said, "I thought you were busy, Julian."
The big towel covers Suraa's body, and the white traditional robe he is wearing is wet completely, but Suraa doesn't care whether his clothes are wet or not, he is fully aware Julian will take care of everything for him. Just like right now, Julian took off Suraa's clothes without hesitation, and Suraa seemed to be used to Julian being in charge, Suraa even let that big towel slip over his shoulder to the floor.
There isn't a trace of impatience leaked from Julian. He took another tower to cover Suraa's body, only clean fabric can touch Suraa, and Julian totally obeys this rule, or Suraa might said Julian made this rule. For Suraa, he didn't care what to wear, or what to eat, but Julian was the one who treated him as a saint.
One of Julian's knees was on the ground, a soft towel was absorbing water which was leaving on Suraa's skin, and Julian's movement was tender, he wiped it from the inner thighs to every toe, and no single drop could hide from his eyes.
Once he finished the lower half of Suraa's body, he looked at Suraa's eyes deeply with a bright smile, Suraa petted his head gently, "You are always good to me."
Julian's upper face was hidden under a mask, Julian's excited smile couldn't be hidden by it. He touched pleasurably Suraa's skin with his fingertips and used a towel to absorb until there was not a single drop of water on Suraa's body, Julian moved as a servant of honor he picked up the clothes that were hung on the hanger, and guided Suraa's arms through the white robe.
Suraa acquiesced in Julian treated him as a mannequin, and waited for Julian to smooth the last crease in the white robe, Suraa looked at him with curiosity and said, "Are you satisfied?"
"Yes, my dearest savoir."
Julian left a devotional kiss on Suraa's hand, and he put one last thing that belonged to Suraa's outfit, a white veil, it's different from the wedding veil, it was made of breathable fabric, light and soft enough, but perfectly blocking people's curiosity sights on Suraa's identity.
"If I lift the veil, can I kiss the bride?" Julian half-jokingly lifted the veil, and he saw Suraa smile helplessly, the big hand of Suraa patted Julian again, he knew Suraa always embraced every joke he made, and it made Julian feel like he was being treated like a kid who hadn't grown up a bit.
"If you want, I can help you find a perfect match. But before you marry someone you love, you have to finish your goal." Suraa's words pushed Julian away.
Julian wasn't a dump, he didn't need Suraa to give him another warning, he blamed it on having a long time not seeing Suraa, a sense of losing things and finding them, made him overstep Suraa's authority. Cleaning his throat, Julian replied firmly, "I beg you to forgive me, Suraa. I was hoping you wouldn't push me away, I was negligent in my duties for a short moment. This arrangement cost me a lot of effort and patience to set up. Can't I have a phrase from you?"
"Hehe...You always do things over my expectations, I wasn't angry with you, it's lucky to have you in my life." Suraa raised him by heart, he could see the smile Julian, and he added, "Now, will you show me the way to my precious guest? My faithful companion."
"For sure, allow me to escort you. oh! I forgot one thing!"
At the last second, Julian talked sweetly, and now, he ran toward the gate and brought a pair of shoes for Suraa. His negative move made Suraa hold his smile painfully, Suraa spent a little time, and when he stepped out of the building, they became silent.
Seven cars drove out of the forest, the most understated cab sandwiched in the middle of the pack, they drove to the same destination. When it arrived at the S hotel, priests got out of the cars and they walked silently into the hotel, with passersby snapping pictures of them as they entered the hotel. But Goldberg, who stood at the main entrance wanted to greet Suraa, She stretched her neck to see, but never saw Suraa in person until one of the attendants took a room card out from a tray and gave it to her, and Goldberg nervously called for Mio to go to the room with her.
Room 1404, Goldberg pushed the door and stepped into the room, all she could see was a man wearing a fox-faced mask, she asked with curiosity, "Are you Mr.Suraa?"
"Unfortunately, I'm just a humble servant of my dearest lord, he won't show his truth sight to the public, and he wants me to tell you, 'Thank you for your generous support, I will thankfully make it useful for people. and out of my wish, I want this trial between me and Iris. I will be patronizing your place directly this evening, and I hope that this will not make you feel uncomfortable.'"
"Of course not, It's my honor to have Mr.Suraa come to my place, do I need to prepare anything?"
"We will bring everything, please wait for us a little longer. And excuse me, I should back to accompany my lord."
This mysterious group came and left as a flock of migratory birds, for them, the best place to live is next to their faith. The priests who had just appeared were a part of a script, no one knew the purpose of their appearance, the only thing Mio knew was that the one called Suraa didn't even come to the hotel for this appointment.
Mio can't trust someone who hides his identity too carefully. Not to mention how many meetings Goldberg put off for this appointment and she even spent most of the money in her account to invest in so-called charities. Those charities do carry out charitable activities, but no matter how much Nuée looked into it, they still couldn't find any associated investment companies related to them.
A giant scam, Mio's instinct kept screaming. She can't bear Goldberg playing by them as a fool, she tells her, "Mr.Suraa appointed us to this hotel, but he didn't even show up. Do we need to arrange more bodyguards to stay with the young master?"
"No...please no, this is the last hope for me and Iris, I can't let her miss this opportunity, and I'll do whatever he says. If my life is dependent on this, I think maybe is time for me to meet my husband." Goldberg's voice trembled, she was worried about the same thing as Mio, perhaps because for so long her expectations had been coming true and she had no choice but to gamble everything on that mysterious organization.
"I'll keep you safe." Mio gave her a promise.
As that fox-masked guy said, they arrived at Goldberg's mansion at 8 P.M., and they only sent one car to this place. The car drove to Iris's house directly. Mio saw that the masked guy got out of the car first, and a slim body wearing a white robe, there was a flower pattern on his robe, but Mio couldn't see his face from her position, then she found out, the position wasn't the problem, it's the veil blocked their sight.
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