Chapter 590
“Okay.”
Anthony tilted his head and gently brushed his nose against Charlotte’s, his voice low and wrapped in a kind of affection that made her heart flutter.
“What?”
Charlotte blinked, her long lashes sweeping across Anthony’s cheek. Her eyes shone with curiosity and a hint of confusion.
Anthony leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. His voice was a quiet temptation. “I want you to sleep with me for the rest of our lives… only you.”
Charlotte’s eyes brightened, a playful smile tugging at her lips. She was about to say something when, out of nowhere, the partition in the sports car slid up, separating them from the driver.
Charlotte stared, speechless. She definitely wasn’t into that kind of thing.
From the front seat, Hans thought to himself, I’m a professional bodyguard. I know when to give them privacy.
…
The night before registration, Charlotte sat cross-legged on the couch in plain pajamas, watching Anthony carefully pack her suitcase. She looked amused, like she was watching a show.
Since there were so many people joining the training this year, the school had moved the location to a camp thirty kilometers outside the city. They’d be locked in for a week.
“I checked the weather. It’s going to be crazy hot all week,” Helen said from the side, looking worried but unable to help. “Charlotte, seriously, take care of yourself. Don’t get heatstroke.”
She glanced at Charlotte’s delicate skin. A dusty training camp seemed like the last place she belonged. How could Anthony even let her go?
“I’ll be fine,” Charlotte replied with a calm smile, her eyes glued to her phone.
A new message flashed from Andrew.
Didn’t physical training used to just mean standing around on the school track? What happened this year?
Parrish chimed in: Rumor has it all the instructors are from special forces. The Cabinda University went all out and spent a fortune to get them.
Shirley sent a worried emoji. Just hearing “special forces” made her nervous.
Stella said, Special forces don’t usually bother with college students. It’s wild the university pulled this off.
Andrew quipped, Get ready to die out there.
The White Whale?
Charlotte glanced at the name, raised an eyebrow, then left the group chat and opened another, called Family Chat.
Jackson: Charlotte, the lab just finished the sunscreen spray tests. I’ll bring it over tomorrow.
Nine: Bring extra. Shirley and Stella need it, too.
Adonis: Charlotte, is it true? Did the university really hire The White Whale to coach us?
The White Whale was the kind of
special forces team people only talked about in legends. They’d just come back from some insane mission, no casualties, massive victory, protected the border The whole world was in awe of them. Cóntent
There was no way a university could just hire them, no matter how much money they threw at it.
Charlotte remembered meeting The
White Whale a long time ago. Every single one of them was arrogant, like elsesher
they were above everyone else she couldn’t imagine them Towering themselves to train college kids. The whole thing just felt strange. Cóntent
She narrowed her eyes, biting down on her candy, and looked up at Anthony as he folded her clothes, “Did you invite The White Whale?” she asked slowly.
If anyone could pull it off, it would be Anthony.
He nodded, packing her underwear into a clean bag, then sat next to her.
“I just mentioned it to them. Didn’t expect them to say yes so easily.”
It would be tough, but the experience would be worth it.
“How much did it cost?” Charlotte asked.
Anthony handed her a glass of water, his tone gentle. “A shipment of military
weapons. Worth twenty million.”