Care and Acceptance

Hunt brought Krizzia to his penthouse as he doesn't know where she lives. She's sleeping peacefully, so he can't afford to wake her up. She must be very tired from the traumatic situation she got involved in. He placed her in his bed carefully, afraid to wake her up. He stared at her face for a few moments, memorizing her face before pulling up the comforter to cover her body. When he was about to leave, she caught his hand which hindered him from leaving.

"Don't leave... I don't want to be left alone." She mumbled while she was in her sleep. He turned to her and looked at her with disbelief. How was she able to catch my hand while she was in her sleep? To him, it's an unbelievable act. However, when he heard her heavy breathe he knew that she was still asleep. It was just too awesome that she was able to hold his hand despite her state.

He tried to pull his hand from her hold, but her grip was so tight that he couldn't refuse to leave her. He decided to squat beside the bed and let her have his hand for a while. While waiting, he can't help but be reminded at how scared she was. He clenched his fist due to those bastards who dared to hurt her. If not only because of her, he might as well bury them alive. How could they do such a horror to her? Are they still human? Just for a damn sex? Are they hungry to act impulsive? They're unreasonable!

It was a good choice that he would go after her, if he wasn't able to do that and did not catch those maniacs... Her life might be in vain and she might be severely suffered. More or less, she'll be found dead.

Some strand of her hair straddles her eyes, he places them back to the back of her ear. While his eyes couldn't leave her from watching. She's like a baby when she's asleep, unlike when she's awake. She's close to being a girl tiger for being a self-centered woman.  'Why did you leave? You should've let me accompany you home...' He thought. If she'd only let him escort her home, she wouldn't be in danger. But he guessed, it was his mistake. He asked her out while it was late. He was too blunt and greedy to purchase her with his money. He shouldn't have done that.

However, it's too late for regrets.

"N-No! D-Don't you come near me! S-Stop, don't do this to m-me!" Hunt was alarmed when she was haunted by her nightmares. He got up and shook her in the shoulder, worried.

"Krizzia, wake up! You're having nightmares!" He uttered but she doesn't listen to him. Sweats began to form in her forehead and her body is trembling.

"H-Help! I-I don't want--No! P-Please don't..." She's not doing well and keeps on tilting her body. Hunt raised his hand to feel her temperature and it made him gasped because she's burning from fever!

"Fuck! What should I do?!" He doesn't know what to do, but he left the bed and ran towards the wardrobe and took some towel before rushing towards the bathroom to contaminate the cloth before going back to her. "Krizzia, calm down. Alright? It's just a nightmare! Wake up!" He's hissing but never changed. Her nightmare is slowly eating her senses. He placed the towel on her forehead and wiped her sweats and tears away.

"P-Please... I-I'm scared..." Fortunately, her words reminded him of her attack in the hospital. Only him and his embrace did make her feel at ease. So, Hunt did not hesitate and grabbed her to his arms. Hugging her tight.

"Hush... It's just a nightmare. I'm here." He consoled her while caressing the small of her back genuinely, and just like he thought, his embrace did help her relax and eventually went back to sleep.

He looked at their position and found out that she was straddling him. She wraps her legs in his waist while her arms envelope his nape. Then her head is leaning his chest. Hunt just sighs at how clingy she becomes. He somehow finds it cute and adorable. Compared to Krizzia's attitude when awake, she would creep out when she found out that she's been this close to him after their several arguments from before.

He carried themselves and settled himself by the headboard and let her have a good sleep in his arms, even if it burdens him. He's being considerate and favorable to her. He also thought that the current position is much better than letting himself struggle from trying the opposite method. After all, it's a win-win for both of them.

She will have a good sleep while he acquired a good comforter. Though, her voluptuous chest was distracting. The comforter he thought was actually a living purgatory because she's giving him a major test to conquer on his own. Fuck! He cursed beneath his head when he began to feel hot and uncomfortable.

Every minute was a torture, she's waking up the hard thing that was hiding in the middle of his humanity. He seemed so impatient and tried to lie her down on the bed so he could do something for himself to be refreshed, but her hold was tight!

Hunt took a deep breath many times, closing his eyes while controlling himself not to touch her. Damn boner! Until he fell asleep without knowing.

When morning came, Krizzia woke up with a comfortable sleep. She yawned and eventually went up from bed before stretching her arms. She squeezed her eyes before opening it. Until someone caught her eyes which lies beside her and hugged her in the stomach.

He seemed so worn out. But wait! What is she doing here in his room?! What happened last night?

Her head throbbed as a series of clips from last night are coming back. Tormenting her at how ordeal the experience was. She folded her knees and began to cry silently. 'I almost got rape, how am I supposed to explain this to my parents? If they find out about it, Papa will be very angry', 'No, they don't have to know about it.' She's arguing with herself until Hunt's hand moves which makes her quit from overthinking.

"You're awake?" In a husky voice, he asked.

"Y-Yeah..." She stutters as she also remembers him saving her from being assaulted by the jerks.

He furrowed while looking at her closely, "Are you crying?" With that, he got up and sat beside her.

She lowers her head and simply removes her tears off of her face. "Nah, it's nothing." She purposely ignored his question and pretended alright. He had done so much for her and she doesn't know how to repay him. After all the judgments she said to him, it makes her feel ashamed for being so inconsiderate. He was sincere when he opened up a job which was offered exclusively to her, but she chose not to believe him and stand with her pride.

"No, you're not okay. Tell me, why did you cry?" He touches her shoulder and urges her to face him. But she didn't.

"I-I'm sorry..." She mumbled when he got to settle himself in front of her.

Hunt just sighs while still looking at her. "You don't have to be sorry. It was an accident -" He did not finish his sentence when she cut her off.

"It was not about that. I was sorry for how rude I was..." Reflecting it was shameful but she has to admit it. After all, he saved her from the horrible death. "I don't know how to repay you but I'm truly sincere..."

As per Hunt, he did not expect her to apologize when he was at fault too. He insulted her with his wealth and not only that, he got something from her even after the insults he threw at her before. Calling her slut, whore and every name that was unpleasant to hear are slapping back at him. She may work as a club dancer but she was a dignified lady. She has been patient with him but he tolerated it.

He swears that he won't ask her about money again. He won't open that agreement again. About his father's condition, he doesn't know how to deal with it but he hopes to find another way.

"Just forget about it and focus on getting better." He patted her on the head before going off the bed. "I'll go and make our breakfast downstairs. Come down sooner." he said and made his way towards the door.

"Wait." She uttered that it stops him from going out. She remembered the subject of their conversation last night and she wasn't sure if it was still open. Though, she doesn't have anything in mind to repay him.

"Why? Do you need anything? Tell me, I'll get it for you." He turned to her and as soon as he looked up to her eyes, their sight collapsed.

"I agree with your offer, Hunt. Let me be your wife for two years."