CHAPTER 6

LORENZO GIOVANNI ROMANO

Walking into my room, I sat on the bed waiting for Liviya. Shaking my head at how whipped I am for her. No one would even dare to talk to me like that. They would be dead the moment they finish their sentence.

Looking up to the door I saw her enter my room with a first aid kit. Sitting beside me she took cotton and dipped it in some kind of liquid and held my arm. She started to press it against my wound, cleaning the blood carefully.

"Are you mad ?" I asked her while looking at her angelic face. Only to get a reply from her pressing the cotton even harder on my wound. Making me yelp because of the pain. Gosh, this thing really burns.

"Okay okay I understand that you're angry," I said pleading for her to stop pressing it. She stopped and threw the cotton in the rubbish bin and wrapped my wound neatly.