Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down

Remaining calm in the face of danger was the requisite skill for Winona's profession. Although she had been dealing with life-and-death situations regularly, her body still stiffened out of fear at that moment. The fear of uncertainty was one of the innate fear humans had. That was exactly what Winona was going through at that juncture-she had no idea what Matt was going to do to her the next second. However, she was Winona Winston-a girl who had grown up in a seemingly glamorous family which was ugly and corrupted on the inside. She was a survivor.

Matt's face, which was covered with camouflage face paint, was inching closer and closer to her until Winona could feel his warm breath on her face.

She steadied her breathing before she said, "Mr. Snider, I know a place where you can have your needs fulfilled. It's a pub thirty miles to the east of here."

Matt strictly prohibited his soldiers from soliciting a prostitute while they were on a mission. However, some of the soldiers who found it hard to adhere to the rule would still visit the pub from time to time for the service of the prostitutes there. It was a secret known to almost everyone at the military base.

Matt's gaze hardened; he was disheartened to be deemed as a pervert by Winona.

With a roguish grin, he grazed his lips gently off her earlobes and whispered, "You're the only woman who can give me a hard-on."

To Winona's dismay, both her soft and hard tactics had failed to work on him. He left her at a loss of what to do.

"You're a shameless prick!"

Chuckling softly, he caressed her lips with his fingers. His hands then traveled down the tender skin of her neck and finally rested on her lush cleavage. "The size of your tits is just nice for my taste."

As furious as Winona was, she tried her best to stay rational. She did not want to risk her life fighting back, knowing that she was no match for a guy like him.

She averted her head away in despondence and said flatly, "Just drive me to the airport after you finish your business."

After saying that, she clenched her fingers and braced herself for the oncoming torture. She had to stay alive by hook or by crook for Aileen's sake. At last, she closed her eyes in abject despair while hypnotizing herself into thinking that she was merely going to be bitten by a rabid dog.

Matt suppressed the burning desire for Winona's body. For some reason, his heart went out to the woman lying in front of him.

Then, he tied her up with his belt.

Winona opened her eyes in astonishment when she sensed his action. Trying her best to look unperturbed, she remarked disdainfully, "Mr. Snider, I didn't expect you have a kink for BDSM."

Matt drew her into his embrace and held her close against him. "You've got me wrong. Believe it or not, I'm looking for a long-term relationship that can last forever."

Winona was dumbfounded. "Forever? If you mean that as a joke, I'm afraid I can't get your humor."

In her opinion, promises should not be made frivolously. There was no reason for her to believe in a man who promised to love her for the rest of his life after he had only had a brief encounter with her. For a man as career-oriented as Matt, relationships must be at the bottom of his priority list.

Just then, Matt heaved his body back to the driver's seat

"Where are you taking me to?"

"I'm bringing you to a place where we can spend some time exploring the BDSM culture."

Winona did not respond.

She remained restless throughout the rest of the journey, feeling helpless because there was nothing she could do to escape from Matt.

In the meantime, Matt was in a buoyant mood. His face broke into a faint smile every time he glanced at Winona in the rearview mirror.

He sped past the jungle and finally pulled up at a military camp. Soldiers could be seen patrolling around the area, and the atmosphere of the place was solemn and quiet.

Winona supposed it was their secret military base. At the same time, she wondered why Matt took her there.

Matt carried her out of the military car and made his way toward the largest camp situated in the middle of the base. Instead of making a scene, Winona sized up her surroundings in silence. "Stop trying to look for the exits. You won't be able to run away from this camp."

He spoke as though he could read her mind.

The large camp turned out to be a makeshift surgery room. A bunch of military doctors was working inside.

"Does Matt want me to join the military doctors here?" Winona wondered. Unfortunately, her speculation was wrong.

Matt placed her down on the operating table and barked at the military doctors, "Get out of here right now!"

Everyone scrambled out at an incredibly fast speed.

Meanwhile, Winona struggled to sit upright. "Matt Snider, what exactly are you up to?"

Matt picked up a tool with an extremely thin and sharp blade. It was some sort of a tattoo instrument.

"Look, I have a habit of making sure everyone who's harmed me has a taste of their own medicine. Since you've injured my neck, I should do the same to you in return," he said.

Winona swallowed hard nervously while glaring at him resentfully.

Cackling, Matt flipped her body over and undid the zip at the back of her dress with one hand. He then pushed the dress down until her butt was revealed.

"Matt Snider, you're a scumbag!" she bristled.

The sight of her flawless skin and her firm butt ignited a fire in Matt. In a voice that was thick with lust, he urged, "Why don't you be a nice girl and stop squirming around? I'll be done with you in no time." Just then, Winona felt a pricking pain in her waist.

"Voilà."

He untied her and put the belt back on his pants.

Winona strained her eyes to look at her back. There was a pattern in the shape of a wolf tattooed on the back of her waist.

"Damn it! Why did he tattoo the symbol that represents him on my body? Am I his toy?" she thought.

Exasperated, she lifted her arm to slap him, but her wrist was seized by him before she could hit his face. He pulled her toward him, causing her body to fall into his embrace. "Calm down, my darling. You're allowed to smack me anywhere you like when we're in bed later," he cajoled.

Hearing that, Winona's face flushed with anger. She gritted her teeth and seethed, "You're a scumbag!"

In response, Matt chortled in amusement, "It seems like your family has educated you well based on how little vulgar words you know."

She glowered at him and tried to churn out a better comeback. In the end, she had no choice but to repeat the same thing. "You scumbag!"

Matt burst out laughing when he heard that. Then, he edged close and whispered to her ears, "Well, I'll show you how a real scumbag behaves later tonight."

Then, he adjusted the position of his microphone before yelling a command at it. "Ask Felix to bring the rest of the gang here!"

Before long, a group of soldiers filed into the camp and saluted Matt. In a sonorous voice, they spoke in unison, "Congratulations on your wedding, General Matt and Mrs. Snider."

Matt stopped behaving like a thug immediately. Like a gentleman, he knelt on one knee and took out a little box that contained a diamond ring.

Winona stared at him nonchalantly. "What're you doing?"

"I'm proposing marriage to you."

Winona was flabbergasted when she heard that. Was he asking her to marry him? It looked more like he was forcing her to be his wife.

"Are you pulling a prank on me?"

First, he kidnapped her and put a humiliating tattoo on her body. Now, he was asking her to marry him. It was as dramatic as the storyline of a soap opera.

A scalpel on the operating table caught Winona's eye at that moment. She lunged for it, but she found herself crashing into a muscular body.

Matt kept her still by holding her waist. "Please don't make a scene, my dear. You're embarrassing me in front of my men."

"Why don't you take a hike? I'm going to marry my fiancé soon," Winona snapped back.

Suddenly, he tightened his grip on her waist and sneered, "It's about time I show you the truth. Felix, get the certificate over here!"

"Yes!"

A well-built soldier with tanned skin fished out a document from his bag.

Disbelief was written all over Winona's face. She took the document over and saw it was a marriage certificate on which there were Mathew's and her name. Realization dawned upon her at that moment-there was nothing Matt could not do with his power.

Furiously, she tore the document up.

Seeing that, Matt immediately handed her another copy. "You're free to tear up as many of them as you want if that's what makes you happy."

Winona staggered a few steps backward in utter shock. "You're a demon!"

"Mrs. Snider is tired. Please bring her back to rest."

Immediately, two female soldiers materialized and escorted Winona out of the camp.

Following the lead of the two female soldiers, Winona made it past a tunnel and arrived at a mansion. The place was nicely decorated with a beautiful garden, but Winona was not in the mood to admire the scenery.

She was then taken to a simple-looking room adorned with flowers and scented candles for the occasion.

"Mrs. Snider, my name is Karen, and she's Amber. Please feel free to summon us if you need anything."

Winona snickered, "Can the two of you get me a gun?"

Karen and Amber exchanged a glance. After some hesitation, one of them spoke, "Mrs. Snider, General Matt is actually a nice guy."

"Just leave me alone!"

She found everything inside the room an eyesore. In her exasperation, she removed the new sheets from the bed and smashed all the ornaments into pieces.

After venting out her frustration, she became calm and composed again. In one way or another, she had to escape from that place by that night!

There came a series of firm footsteps approaching her room. Staring at the door unflinchingly, she was on her guard.000