Taming My Special Forces Husband

4 Fiancee or One-night Stand

Five days later, Carlos went to the hospital to pick up his sister Leyla.

The driver looked through the rearview mirror of the car at Carlos. He's confused. Five days ago, Carlos tried to force his way through the airport with a young lady. At first, he thought Carlos was looking for a woman for s*x. However, yesterday Carlos asked him to investigate the woman's identity. Does Carlos have any other interest in that woman?

Carlos leaned back in the back seat and said nothing. His expression showed his bad mood. The atmosphere in the car was frozen.

The driver felt uncomfortable because Carlos was intimidating at times, so he increased the car's speed and soon arrived at the hospital.

Leyla had been waiting outside the hospital. Leyla has egg-smooth skin and a sexy figure. She runs her own fashion company and is a New York business genius who dresses in style and luxury. Leyla was delighted to see Carlos come to pick her up. She laughed, "If you are busy, you don't need to pick me up. I have a servant and a chauffeur, they will take good care of me."

Carlos's face had lost sight of its seriousness. He was smiling now and lifting his sister's suitcase himself. "I wasn't going to come," he said as he guided Leyla to his car. "Your husband Eden just asked me for help. How could I refuse him? Eden is not in New York right now, otherwise he will come to pick you up."

Leyla snorted: "Come on, you're lying to me again. Why does he care about me? Don't talk nonsense in front of me."

Carlos didn't bat an eye. "Every word I say is true. Eden specifically asked me to buy you a box of Chinese cakes. You can ask my driver. If I lie, let me be grounded again by our mother."

The driver hurried up and took the luggage from Carlos.

Carlos opened the door for Leyla, the two of them got in.

The driver arranged for Leyla's two servants and got in the car. As he was about to drive, he saw Leyla's eyes drop on the box of Chinese cakes. He said quickly, "Sir Eden asked Carlos to buy it. Sir Eden says you like this kind of cakes."

Leyla smiled.

As the engine started, Carlos asked, "How are you doing? Do you still need to take medicine?"

"I'm much better now that I've been treated by a psychiatrist. I've also been exercising more recently. You see, I look healthy now."

Carlos smiled. "That's great! Mom and I worry about you every day. "

Leyla glanced at Carlos. "I'm in the hospital, but I know everything about you. Mother doesn't want you to be a special forces soldier. She has her reasons. You can express your objection, but how can you sneak out of the country without leaving a word?"

Carlos said, "Sis you know my personality. I don't like books and politics. I like guns and the battlefield."

"While everyone says this is an era of peace, local wars can be brutal," Leyla said. "Mom had already lost our dad, she can't lose you again. "

Carlos said, "I know. But you know what? Our mother tried to stop me by finding a girl as my fiancee, which is ridiculous."

"Oh Really? But I think you were in a contract marriage when you were a child."

"Come on sis, who would make a contract marriage for their 5-year-old child, that must be mom's joke."

"All right. I'll get to the bottom of this. But from now on, you mustn't be capricious. You mustn't go abroad secretly, and make us worried."

Carlos agreed, then he remembered the girl he had met at the airport. Carlos remembered her body, her fair neck, her hair that felt like silk.

Damn, if there's a second chance, he wouldn't let her go!

The car slowly drove to the private villa amidst Carlos' memories.

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St. Mariana High School

Gerard came back soon after he had arranged the room for Rena. He smiled at Rena and said, "Miss Rena, I just remembered that school was closed yesterday for winter break. There is no one at school at night. It might be dangerous for you, a young lady, to live here. If you don't mind, I have arranged another safe place for you to stay. Please come with me."

Rena followed Gerard out of the room.

When they got to the school gate, Gerard had already called a taxi. "Where is your luggage?" he asked Rena.

"I was sent to New York by the FBI. I have no luggage."

Gerard frowned slightly with concern in his eyes. He looked into Rena's beautiful face and said, "Don't worry, tonight I will have some clothes ready for you."

Rena whispered, "Thank you."

"The FBI must be doing this for your safety. In New York, you can be protected by the U.S. military so that everyone can rest assured. If I knew the exact time of your flight, I should have picked you up at the airport. You didn't have any trouble on the way, did you? '

Trouble? Rena had no trouble except that a strange man was trying to force her to be his wife.

"Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine."

The two fell silent.

After driving a little way, the car pulled into a neighborhood of villas and stopped.

Rena got out of the car and found a large, elaborate three-story house in front of her. The light was on at the door. A middle-aged maid, dressed in old-fashioned clothes, came out of the door to greet Rena.

Gerard explained: "This is the house of our headmaster-Alfred. He said you could stay here as long as you want. Please feel at home."

Gerard turned to the maid, "Miss Rena hasn't eaten yet. Please make something for her. If she has anything she needs, please take care of it."

The maid promised.

Gerard looked at Rena and was silent for a moment. "So... You should be exhausted today. Please take an early rest. I won't disturb you. I have to go."

Rena expressed her gratitude towards Gerard. He nodded with a smile and motioned to the maid to take her inside. Gerard stood outside the door and watched her disappear behind the door, then left.

The maid was deferential and quickly prepared the meal.

Warm house, delicious food, the gentleman Gerard and the warm-hearted maid, all these make Rena's stiff body and tense nerves slowly relax. After the meal, Rena looked in the mirror and noticed the red handprint on her chin. Oh, it must be caused by that strange man driving a Ferrari. Thinking of the man, Rena felt the cold of his hand again. This man must be the devil.

The maid came to Rena's room, "Miss Rena. I have just noticed that your face is hurt. I have some medicine here to help you reduce the swelling."

Rena touched her face. "Thank you."

This maid is a talkative person. "Miss Rena, please make yourself at home. You're new here, if there's anything you wanna know, just ask me. I've been in New York for years."

Rena hesitated. "Have you heard who Carlos Wilson is?" she asked.

The maid yelled, "You mean Officer Wilson's son? Everyone in New York knows him! Oh, Gerard, who just sent you here, is also related to him. Gerard is four years older than Carlos. He's Carlos' cousin."

Rena was stunned.

The maid couldn't stop on the subject. "That Carlos Wilson is the Wilson family's favorite child. He has been a bully since he was a child, and no one dares to offend him. Carlos Wilson, like his father, is a military genius. I heard he learned to use a gun as a child and knew a lot about military strategy. He could have been a special forces soldier. However, five years ago, his father was assassinated in Afghanistan. Oh, poor man. After that, Carlos' mother wouldn't allow him to join the army. You know, last month Carlos Wilson quarreled with his mother and went abroad angrily!"

"Really? " Rena did not know about it.

The maid dropped her voice as if to say a most confidential thing. "A friend of mine works as a maid in his house, so I know some secrets. It is said that Carlos' mother found him a fiancee to stop him becoming a special forces soldier."

Rena clenched her fists to keep her voice from shaking. "Why would a fiancee stop him from becoming a special forces soldier?"

The maid smiled: "A sexy wife can make a man stay in the bedroom instead of the battlefield. It's a truth that everybody knows but doesn't tell."

Is this the case? Is it my value to seduce a man with my body?

Rena struggled to control her emotions. "Does Carlos Wilson have a girlfriend?"

The maid thought for a moment, "No, but he's said to have a lot of one-night stands. I'm not sure if it's true or not. But thinking about it, a young, aggressive cadet like Carlos Wilson will always need a woman to let go of his lust, right?"

It turns out that he needed a woman to release his desire. No wonder he took her away by force at the airport that day. Maybe in her fiance's eyes, she's just a one-night stand target.