"Jo-Pil," Ki-hoon called and I sniffed.
"Yes, master?"
"Did you rember anything?" He asked, looking at with a bit of disappointnt in his expression but I shook my head.
It looked like he already knew the answer before I gave it. But for so reason, he wanted to expect sothing. Even if it was a little spark.
"No, but... Hearing master say those words suddenly made feel glad and I was moved to tears. What happened, master? Did sothing happen between us in the past? Did we use to be close? Please, tell . I'm curious because I'm suddenly feeling these emotions that I don't understand." I covered my eyes with my hand, which was still attached to the drip.
Ki-hoon heard this and shook his head. I don't know what he was thinking or what sort of conclusion he ca to but he smiled again, such a calm yet beautiful smile.
"It's nothing." He said. "Let's let the past stay in the past, Jo-Pil."
I stared at him, shocked. Really? Well, if it's like that then why not?
"Okay,"
"And Jo-Pil,"
"Yes, master?"
"You don't need to walk on eggshells around . I... Will not hurt you." He said and my eyes widened. "And I will listen to you if you have any requests. I will also listen to you before listening to anyone else because I don't want to misunderstand you again. I don't want to lose you for no reason again. I..."
His words felt heavy and I could tell he ant every last one of them.
"I never want you to be far from . So, don't hate and run away."
Ah, really? Was he going to do this? Ah, it seems like I've gotten an 80% success rate. The remaining 20% is due to the uncertainty I still feel.
After all, he was like Min-Cheol who had a mood swing switch that could be flipped at any mont.
I raised my hand and watched to touch his face but I was reluctant. Was I moving too fast? I wanted him to like to the extent that he would never be able to take you the courage to raise his hand on .
But he was still my master in this setting and I might be acting way beyond what I should.
I hesitated and wanted to take my hand back but he grabbed it and pressed it on his cheek.
My God, look at that visual. He looked like an abandoned puppy begging for attention.
The way he gazed at with his eyes was nothing short of srizing. No wonder fictional n were to die for.
"It's okay," he said, sinking into the warmth of my hand. "I want to hear you speak."
His words shot an arrow through my heart. This was not fair, honestly. Why was he so innocently evil?
"Master, I... I cannot hate you."
I'd love to, but I'd be the only one losing out on the benefits you have to offer, you see.
"I can never hate you. And... I don't believe you've given a reason to hate you either. So... I'm here with you. I won't run either. I an, where in the world would I run to, right?" I asked with a smile and he gazed at .
His eyes were pleading with to discard the thought of I ever had it to begin with.
I couldn't tell what he was thinking but sothing told he had imagined scheming to run away from the mont he took to that restaurant.
I acted bold then but after reaching the mansion, I realized I would only arouse suspicions if soone who suffered for five years were to suddenly act so bold and smart.
I an, Jo-Pil wasn't exactly the definition of smart but even still... I hoped to change their perspective of .
And that's why I decided to play half of my cards and place them on the table, strip myself bare so there is no secret, ahem, left to be told.
I understand Ki-hoon's worries about running away because being a breeding mate wasn't exactly the kind of life a normal person would want to live.
They wouldn't want to be branded a slave for the rest of their lives so most people tend to struggle in other to escape their confinent.
It was the sa for Jo-Pil too.
But... I caressed Ki-hoon's cheek softly and then smiled... That plan isn't on my to-do list yet. So he could rest easy for now.
I planned to live an easy life after getting them on my side till the tides shifted.
While I was crying and being emotional about Ki-hoon's change, I had no idea that Cha Hyun-woo was standing outside the door, waiting for us to be done before coming in.
And as a result, he heard everything.
It wasn't as if he ant to eavesdrop but that was just how it ended up.
He heard Ki-hoon's words and wondered if sothing had gone wrong with the heads of the Alpha that had co into contact with .
Min-Cheol was like that too, though it was not to this extent.
Ki-hoon, who was known to be cold, always bitter, and in a bad mood, said such heartwarming words to the slave he had bought.
The sa slave they were supposed to use as a breeding machine and nothing more.
He did hear about the way Lee Ki-hoon transford into a business genius after a terrible breakup with his lover.
That experience shaped him into the mighty ruling Alpha he is today. So, he wondered if I was 'the' lover, that contributed to his growth.
Hearing what Ki-hoon said, he could only conclude that that was the case but what did he care?
As long as he was still getting paid then it was none of his business.
He sighed and knocked on the door.
"I need to check on the patient." He said and Ki-hoon responded,
"Co in."
Cha Hyun-woo opened the door and walked in to see Lee Ki-hoon sitting comfortably on the bed. He wasn't even trying to hide the fact that he cared for .
His hand held mine softly and gently, suddenly worrying that I would break. I don't know if his actions are being moved by guilt or if this was his way of showing his feelings.
'I don't need him to confess to , though. If he suddenly gets carried away by his emotions and confesses his love, it would put in a tight spot. And the situation may not bode well with my other protectors, I an masters.'
Well, he should be rational enough to know that nothing good would co from his confession of love.
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