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[IRAYA]
I carefully approached him, my heart pounding as I got a closer look at the wounds scattered across his chest and shoulder.
Blood had sared over his skin, but beneath it, I couldn't help but notice the taut muscles that flexed subtly as he moved.
Focus, Iraya, focus, I scolded myself, though my traitorous eyes kept darting to the defined lines of his torso. His tattoos only made it worse, the intricate designs winding across his skin like they were daring to look longer.
Leander leaned back slightly, resting one arm on the bed to give better access. "Well? Are you going to gawk all night, or are you going to do sothing about it?"
I swallowed hard, snapping my gaze back to the task at hand. "You're insufferable, you know that?" I muttered, opening the first-aid kit and grabbing the disinfectant.
He smirked, clearly enjoying my flustered state. "I get that a lot."
Rolling my eyes, I dabbed so antiseptic on a cotton pad and pressed it against the deep cut on his shoulder. He hissed through his teeth, and I glanced up in alarm.
I wanted to get even with him for teasing , but it seed like a reckless move—especially considering that if I caught him in the wrong mood, I might very well lose my head for it.
"Does it hurt?" I asked panic, my voice betraying a hint of concern.
"Of course it hurts," he grumbled. "It's a knife wound, not a scratch."
"Well, maybe if you avoided getting into fights, you wouldn't have to deal with this," I shot back, carefully cleaning the wound.
He didn't reply, just watched with an unreadable expression as I worked. My hands trembled slightly as I applied the bandage, the warmth of his skin against my fingers sending an involuntary shiver down my spine.
I moved on to another gash across his chest, trying to ignore how the dim light highlighted every contour of his body. My eyes betrayed again, flicking downward for just a second too long. When I realized what I'd done, I felt heat rush to my face.
"Do you always blush this much when you're helping soone?" Leander teased, his voice low and amused.
"I'm not blushing," I snapped, though I knew I wasn't convincing anyone—least of all myself.
"Sure, you're not," he drawled, his grin widening.
With a huff, I focused on securing the bandage, refusing to et his gaze. "You're lucky I'm even doing this. Most people would've just left you to fend for yourself."
"And yet, here you are," he said smugly.
I clenched my jaw, grabbing another bandage for the cut on his side. As I leaned closer to reach it, I could feel his gaze on , intense and unrelenting. It made my hands shake again, and I fumbled with the tape.
"Relax," he said suddenly, his voice softer than before. "I'm not going to bite."
The unexpected gentleness caught off guard, and for a mont, I forgot how to breathe. But then he smirked again, and the mont was gone.
"You're impossible," I muttered under my breath, finishing the last bandage with more force than necessary.
"Thanks for the care, woman," he said, leaning back and inspecting my handiwork. "I might have to keep you around for this."
I stood abruptly, glaring at him. "Don't push your luck. And my na is Iraya."
Leander grabbed my wrist and yanked onto the bed before I could react. My eyes widened as his lips brushed against my neck, warm and teasing. A sharp shiver shot down my spine when I felt his tongue on my skin. But the final straw ca when he nipped at my neck, and a startled yelp escaped , snapping back to my senses.
"You! What are you doing?!" I screeched, thrashing against him. But he was too big, too strong, pinning effortlessly like I weighed nothing. Panic bubbled in my chest as helplessness began to creep in.
Desperate, I bit his ear hard enough to make my teeth ache.
Leander pulled back instantly. I braced myself for his wrath, but to my utter confusion, he didn't look angry. Instead, a wicked grin stretched across his face, and he licked his lips like I'd just handed him dessert on a silver platter.
"You bite like a kitten," he chuckled, his voice rich and teasing. "Are you always this jumpy? Relax. I was just trying to give you your reward."
"Reward?!" My voice was shrill with indignation. "Are you out of your mind?! Let go of right now!"
With a shrug, Leander released as casually as if he hadn't just been pinning down. I scrambled off the bed and pointed a trembling finger at him.
"You—you hooligan!" I shouted, cheeks flaming.
A knock sounded at the door. "Miss? Is everything alright in there?" one of my bodyguards called from outside.
Leander threw his head back and laughed, a deep, throaty sound that only irritated further. "What's wrong? Haven't been kissed like that by your boyfriend before?"
My brain short-circuited. Blood rushed to my face so fast I was sure I'd combust. "W-what?!"
"Miss, should we co in?!" the bodyguards pressed, voices filled with concern.
"I'm talking about your boyfriend, the one who's been cheating on you right under your nose," Leander said lazily, leaning back on his elbows like he hadn't just dropped a bomb. "You're blind and deaf to it, huh? Or maybe just pretending not to notice."
"What?!" My voice cracked, a mix of confusion and fury.
"Miss, we're coming in!" the guards insisted.
"NO! Goddammit, I'm fine! Stay right there!" I hollered, trying to steady my breathing.
Leander smirked, popping a bottle of beer open with a flick of his thumb. "So, you can curse. You should let that wild side out more often. Who knows? Maybe then your boyfriend wouldn't cheat on you."
"That's none of your business," I snapped, my hands curling into fists.
"If I were you, I'd book the two of them a one-way trip to a crocodile-infested island," he said, his grin turning devilish. "Or better yet, drop them in the middle of a jungle. I've got a couple of tricks for handling people who cross . Want to see a skull collection?"
"Absolutely not!" I squeaked, horror creeping into my tone. "You're insane!"
He laughed again, the sound echoing in my ears as I stord to the door.
"Miss, are you alright?" one of the guards asked, eyeing with concern as I stepped out.
"F-fine," I stamred, smoothing my hair and clearing my throat.
"What happened to your neck?" the other guard asked, eyes narrowing.
Instinctively, my hand shot up to cover the spot where his lips had been. "NOTHING! Let's go!"
I marched away as quickly as possible, ignoring the heat in my cheeks and the knowing smirk that followed from the room.
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