Levii Weston

Emily stood up abruptly. "Don't touch him".

Mark and Lucian glanced at her in confusion surprised at her strange reaction.

"I mean. .I mean don't touch him, he's innocent", Emily stammered as she explained her voice fading into a hushed whisper.

"You tell them",Emily said to Mia suddenly feeling knackered and nervous, unable to continue with her words.

"Alright", Mia replied and explained excluding the Lucian part by merely saying Emily was inebirated so as a good Samaritan the guy helped her home but Emily was too drunk and somehow they both spent the night together so as to spare everyone some dignity.

"But that doesn't make him innocent either, he . .", Lucian began but was interrupted by Mia's heavy stare.

"Okay then, I'll have him released", Mark replied, even though Mia explained the issue quite vaguely he could vividly guess what had happened so he nod his head in affirmation, his fist clenched tightly as he sighed despondently.

"I'll also like to apologize to him in person, he had just helped me but yet was convicted because of my foolish actions", Emily added.

"Alright, but that'll be tomorrow as it's too late to go over there I'll have them stop and not touch him", Mark assured.

"Okay", Emily noded ecstatically as a smile crept onto her face tightly holding Mia's hands.

"Then we'll take the guestroom as I can see you're determined to steal away my bride",Lucian chuckled lightening up the atmosphere and the mens exit the room.

By the time the ladies woke up the next morning, it was already late in the morning and the mens had already left for work.

The two ladies unlike the previous night were no longer strangers but like a pair of old friends.

They had both bared their mind to each other, put their previous encounter behind them and it was with no doubts that their relationship had increased significantly at least they were no longer strangers nor rivals as Emily had decided to let go of the past.

"Alright, I'll be back in a while then we'll visit the shopping mall together", Emily decked in a dolfman sleeved blouse and a pencil skirt waved at Mia as she left the estate for the darkhouse.

Entering the darkhouse accompanied by the guards, she was afraid and surprised it was indeed no place for a lady to visit alone.

Just like a dungeon, the huge mansion was no different with several guards on stand , passing through the dark hallway that led to an eerily dark and quiet room, the door was laced with thick rimmed chains.

She could see the guy whose name she didn't know or probably forgot seated on an old dilapidated chair in the dimly lit room surrounded by several stoic guards.

As soon as she got closer, the guards released him with a clink the handcuffs binding his hands was removed and he chuckled as he turned around to face her.

His shirtless body was covered with several old and new bloody wounds which pricked her eyes yet he didn't seem uncomfortable or worried nor did he seems to be in pain but on the contrary he seems to be having a good time.

"Dearest Miss Emily", Levii called the still shocked and surprised Emily in his usual playful tone as he put on the shirt the guards gave him with agility, donning the shirt no one could tell he was injured.

Emily jolted out of her revire and wipe her wet eyes with her index knuckles fighting back the tears and wondering who he really was or how he had lived barraged with those gory injuries.

Knives, guns, whips she could recognize the source of those old injuries with the new injuries from being whipped by the guards, the scene was bloody and made her felt nauseous.

"Oh, Little Miss Innocent, your caring and pitiful expression are clearly on point but a little one like me might feel wronged, I can't help but feel like you wish to stop me naked again and pin me on the bed", Levii said feigning the imaginary tears which he wiped with his index knuckles.

Emily came back to her senses and stopped gawking at him. "I'm very sorry for the misunderstanding Mr. . ",She paused midsentence realizing she didn't even know his name.

"It's Levii Weston,a beautiful name for a beauty like me ",he grinned sheepishly.

Emily ignored his comments." Mr Levii I'm very sorry for the misunderstandings and pain I've caused you",Emily apologized earnestly.

"But those wounds. ."

"It's nothing to worry about",he chuckled upon seeing her pained expression then he added. "Guess I'm not a lot of people's favourite person".

Although be seems to be comforting her , he also seems to be comforting himself. "But if you indeed really feel sorry, you can help me get it treated by performing a first aid treatment".

"Sure",she noded as she followed him out into the garage guiding him towards her car

She drove back to her estate which was not very far from the darkhouse.

"Nice apartment", Levii smiled as he entered, his steps agile and no one could tell he was injured except for the bloodstains on his shirt and he plopped down on the sofa unceremoniously.

"Little Miss . .", he began but was interrupted midsentence by Emily.

"Can you stop calling me that already", Emily complained frowning as she grabbed the first aid kit.

"No", Levii replied almost immediately. "How about I call you Amore".

"Can you be more serious",she chided him regaining her focus back to attending to his wounds which seems torrid, some old wounds had opened and couldn't stop bleeding.