Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

It was because of Abel's intervention that their fight came to an abrupt halt.
Amur's gaze went past Abel. He fixed a deathly stare on the man whose face he had battered and bruised.
Abel first glanced at the man then looked at Amur. "I don't care about your personal grudges. If you cause any trouble here that
results in loss of life, I won't let you off easy!"
He did not like having dim-witted subordinates. Those who fumbled and caused him trouble had already been eliminated.
The remaining ones were those who could bring him profits. However, if they disobeyed his orders or caused him losses, he
would not hesitate to get rid of them.
The two men continued to lock eyes.
The man who received the worst beating gave in first, clutching his face and crouching in pain.
If Abel had not shown up, he believed he might have been killed by Amur. The ferocity of the attack could have been fatal.
"Why haven't any of you brought him upstairs for some medical treatment yet?" Abel scowled at the man crouching on the
ground, silently cursing the man as utterly useless.
This man had been trained on the Island of Despair years before Amur, yet he could not even beat Amur. If he was not a piece of
trash, what was he, then?
The other men who had been watching the show scrambled to carry the injured man upstairs for treatment.
Abel's gaze fell on Amur again. He warned in a low voice, "Don't cause trouble for me here."
Amur remained silent. When the other man spoke disrespectfully, he had considered killing him.
If it were not for Abel stepping in, that man would not have stood a chance.
"Go back and tell Ivana that no matter what, she can't leave Luke Crawford now. I'll have more missions for her in the future."
Abel warned again.
"I can handle her missions.” Amur's expression remained unchanged. He stared at Abel without blinking or displaying any
emotion on his face. Unlike the others, he did not seem to fear Abel. Usually, he did not hesitate to maintain prolonged eye

contact with him.
"Can you handle the mission of seducing men?" Abel let out a laugh that was unabashedly bold when he mentioned it.
Amur saw the smile on his face. The smile seemed too bright, as though he was saying that Luca's value was only in seducing
men to complete the missions given to her. Amur's hand clenched into a fist.
Abel ignored his emotions, abruptly dropping the smile. His expression turned fierce. "Amur, remember that you belong to the
Island of Despair. Understand who your true leader is. Do your damn job for me. Don't even think about betraying the Island of
Despair. Otherwise, your sister, who's on the Island of Despair, will suffer a gruesome fate."
For years, if it were not for Luca's protection, she would have ended up like the other women on the Island of Despair who could
not protect themselves. She would have become a plaything.
Now, not only was Luca protecting her, but Amur was also watching her back. That was why no one on the Island of Despair
dared to touch Eler.
Amur's pupils constricted all of a sudden. He wanted to protect Luca and Eler.
If Luca was the light in his life, then Eler was the pillar that supported his world.
In the past, the only thing that kept him alive on the Island of Despair was a steadfast belief—to become powerful, protect Eler,
and escape from this place...
"I believe that you can distinguish between right and wrong now. Do your job well. Don't think about playing tricks on me, and
remember to pass on my message." After Abel warned him, he turned around and headed upstairs.
He could have reminded Luca himself.
However, Abel did not plan to do so. Having Amur deliver the message would keep both of them on their toes, giving him a
sense of satisfaction.
Amur was staring daggers at Abel from behind, contemplating whether getting rid of Abel would lead to their freedom.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea, knowing that removing Abel would not necessarily disband the organization. There
would be countless others ready to take Abel's place as the leader of the Island of Despair.
Even if they managed to escape from the Island of Despair, they would still be labeled as traitors by those people.

The ones who eliminated traitors would become the contenders for the latest leaders of the Island of Despair.
Even if he succeeded in getting away with Luca and Eler, their days would not be peaceful.
What needed to be gotten rid of was the entire Island of Despair.
Could he and Luca dissolve the Island of Despair together? It seemed quite challenging.
Realizing this, Amur's mood grew even heavier. He could not find a way to safeguard Luca and Eler, even if it meant sacrificing
himself...
Amur watched Abel's figure disappear up the stairs and then turned to leave.
This was a suburban base. He walked several hundred meters to where his car was parked. He got into the car. Instead of
starting the car engine, he opted to light a cigarette.
He used to be a non-smoker, but he had picked up the habit since he took on these missions.
Smoking could soothe his troubles, numb his nerves, and keep him alert. However, this time, he smoked an entire pack of
cigarettes, yet the turmoil within him remained unresolved.
Amur picked up his phone and stared at Luca's contact information for a long time before dialing her number.
"Amur?" Luca's gentle voice came from the other end of the line.
Amur slowly closed his eyes, listening to her voice. It was as though it could calm the unease in his heart.
However, when he thought about their current situation, he could not help but feel troubled again.
"Luca, are you at work?"
After smoking a pack of cigarettes, his voice had become husky and deep. Luca noticed that and asked with concern, "Are you
sick? Have you caught a cold?"
"No, I'm not sick. It's just too much smoking." Every time Luca showed concern, Amur felt it deeply. A subtle flutter touched his
heart, and he wished he could take her away right now. He wanted them to escape from the organization's control.
She should not be under Abel's control. She belonged to a wider, more carefree world.

No one should control her.
"Is something bothering you?" Luca knew Amur was not a smoker by nature, and he must be going through something really
troubling to smoke so much.
Men tended to smoke and think when they had something on their minds.
"Abel is in A City," said Amur.
Luca's heart sank, and her voice also grew more somber. "I see."
She suddenly understood why Amur had smoked so much.
Abel's presence in A City was a signal of something bad, something dangerous.
"He asked me to convey a message." Amur looked out the car window. There were not many people around since it was working
hours and he was in a suburban area.
"What does he want?" Luca's voice lost its gentleness and took on a stiffer tone.
"He said..." Amur paused for a moment, reluctant to relay Abel's words to Luca. Yet, if he did not do so, she might be unprepared
for whatever Abel wanted her to do in the future.
Abel was right. There were missions he could not perform on Luca's behalf.
For instance, when it was about dealing with Luke Crawford, it was something he could not do.
Amur continued to relay Abel's message, "He said no matter what's being said online about your relationship with Luke
Crawford, you can't leave him easily. You need to stay by his side, as there'll be more missions assigned to you in the future."