Trapped in Forbidden Love by the Mafia
Trickled

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Jarvis walked past his desk, and chose to smoke in front of the window while looking at the atmosphere in the middle of the city at night. Accompanied by a bottle of beer and a few boxes of cigarettes. Quite a lot of things filled Jarvis' head, the weight of his mind felt heavier and the only thing he needed to vent his stress was beer and cigarettes.

A moment Jarvis turned around. Staring at his messy and added workbench gave him a headache. On his desk, full of clipboards, messy papers showing CVs, backgrounds, educational history, family, friends.

THE LINDSEY SKY LEXIS

Who are you, Lindsey?

Jarvis sipped a beer straight from the bottle. Highlight his eyes straight and sharp against the papers on his desk.

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The sunlight coming in from the gaping gordyn resuscitated Lindsey from her deep sleep lying on her stomach on a large bed, with her innocent body covered only by a blanket. At that moment he realized, stay alone on the king-size white bed. Again the man who slept with her woke up early and did not wake her.

Lindsey moved down from the bed, picking up her underwear, and Jarvis' white t-shirt she had worn last night. After her body was no longer innocent, Lindsey walked out of the room. Go down the stairs and look for Jarvis. But Jarvis is not downstairs.

He was curious about Jarvis' whereabouts. Eventually Lindsey decided to explore the large and magnificent penthouse. Lindsey went back upstairs, and right next to the room, there was a room with a door that was slightly open, and the sound of someone calling. That must be Jarvis.

Lindsey opened the door. Finding Jarvis on the phone, Lindsey chose to slowly enter Jarvis's workroom with a cold AC, his mind immediately saying that the AC in the room must have been turned on long ago. Jarvis must have been in that room for a long time.

Lindsey walked forward, getting closer and closer to Jarvis' desk cluttered with papers. It seems like Jarvis is busy right now. After the phone call, Jarvis turned around, finding Lindsey who was already in his room.

“Hey, why sign in?” jarvis asked as his hands were busy tidying up the messy papers on his desk. While in his heart was very worried.

“Lindsey has seen this all yet, huh?”

“Lindsey can't see this all.”

“Hmm, I saw the door open a little.” replied Lindsey.

“Business?” ask Lindsey again.

“Oh, not so.” replied Jarvis.

“What breakfast you have? Let me book hotel service.” Jarvis turned to another topic.

“Anything I eat.” replied Lindsey.

“Ok. Yuk.” Jarvis took Lindsey out of his study.

At the dining table.

The two sit facing each other, in the middle there are 2 servings of croissant bread with sugar on it, cut fruit, a cup of coffee for Jarvis and hot chocolate for Lindsey.

“Have you had trouble sleeping lately?” lindsey asked, cutting her bread with a knife.

“Hm? Not particularly. How could I have trouble sleeping if there was you here?” answer Jarvis.

“Lantas, why don't you sleep?” ask Lindsey.

“Huh?”

“Your eyes are red.”

“Oh. I slept, really. I sleep. But woke up because there is work.” said Jarvis.

“Hah..that's why I hate dating hardworking men.” Lindsey murmured.

“Why?” Jarvis heard.

“They work not know the time. They always bring their work home. Though returning home to rest, why still have to work again?” reply Lindsey.

“How many hardworking men have you dated?” ask Jarvis again.

“I never count it.” replied Lindsey.

“Did you start dating in college?” ask Jarvis.

The lecture? inner Lindsey.

“Since high school I've been dating.” replied Lindsey.

“Wow. Is there something that you have been hard to forget until now?” ask Jarvis.

“Nothing. I instantly forgot all of them after the relationship ended.” replied Lindsey.

“Wow. I became envious.” replied Jarvis.

“Hm?”

“I envy people who easily forget something.” Jarvis said.

“I was created to be the one who always remembers all the little things. The name of my neighbor's dog brother, the license plate of the guy who overtook me on the street, even the name of the professor who didn't count at all when I was in college. I still remember all that.” Jarvis continued.

“Your idea is great. Do you want to be in the category of the world's most famous person?” reply Lindsey.

“How about you? Do you remember your professor or lecturer when you went to college? Uh, where did you graduate, anyway?” ask Jarvis.

“I graduated from a foreign university.” replied Lindsey.

“Harvard? The stanford? The oxford? Or Cambridge?” ask Jarvis.

“Yang first. Now answer my question first. Do you believe that I graduated abroad?” reply Lindsey.

“Seeing your cleverness at the trial yesterday, anyway.it seems possible. Uh, my friend's sister is also a Harvard graduate. Laws also. Name's Dean. Professor Andreas' son. You know?” jarvis.

“Hmm.. as ever heard his name.” reply Lindsey.

“Shortly. What force are you, anyway, Lindsey?” ask Jarvis and get his phone.

Lindsey's brain was counting fast.

If this year I am 26, and usually people become students at the age of 18 years, then 8 years ago I became a student. 2022 minus 8 years is the same as...

“2014! I am class 2014.” replied Lindsey.

“Oh, this is what I saw on my friend's social media. This one's my friend, and this is his sister. This is the photo of his sister's graduation at Harvard.” Jarvis showed me his phone. There were 4 people taking pictures together and in the middle there was a man wearing a graduation toga, holding his rap book.

Why did Jarvis ask so far? Jarvis is testing my background right now? inner Lindsey.

“Do you know him? The rap book was published in 2014. Means you guys are in the class.” asked Jarvis again.

“Oh. I've seen his face, heck.” replied Lindsey.

“Ohh...” Reply Jarvis.

How far has Jarvis dug into my background? inner Lindsey.

Lindsey lied about her university. My sister is not studying at Harvard but the University of Cambridge.inner Jarvis.

Seriate...

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