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Dexter POV

"Dexter, what happens?" Elsie saw me when I wanted to enter my room which was next to hers.

"What happen to your hand?" I tried to hide it from her but it was too late. She noticed it before I could do so. She strode closer and took my hand in her palm, look clearly at my bled knuckles.

"Just a small cut," I said erased her worries.

"We need to clean it before it gets infected." She twisted the golden doorknob of my room and pulled me inside. I followed her without any protest. I like it when she diverted her attention to me. I sounded like Andrea now. I smiled with my own thought.

"Sit here and let me get the first aid kit," she demanded and I obeyed as I craved her attention and care at the moment. She urged me to sit on the bed and came back in a short time holding a white box with a Red Cross sign marked on it.

She took a place beside me and she placed my palm on her tight and started to clean it with the alcohol.

"Let me know if this hurt," I was too busy to answer her as I mesmerizing every inch of her face with my eyes. She was beyond perfection.

"Done," she said placing my hand on my tight. She twirled her head to one side when she noticed I didn't show her any response.

"Dexter Anderson." She got my attention back when she called my full name. I loved how she pronounced it. It sounds nice and it captured my heart silently.

"What happens? Are you okay? What is in your mind?" She showed her concern.

"I'm fine, love. I'm just enjoying the sight of the beautiful creature in front of me now." A blush crept on her face upon my confession.

"You and your sweet words." She shook her head and lightly slapped my chest.

"I'm telling you the truth. How do you know I have a sweet mouth?" I narrowed my eyes and look at her playfully.

"I didn't mean that way such a pervert. What got into your mind?" She giggled and it sounds like a lullaby that has the power to make me fall asleep anytime.

"You got into my mind," I confessed and wrapped my arms around her waist and erased the distance between us by pulling her closer to my side. I rested my head on her shoulder, sniffed on her smell.

"Will you ever leave me?" I don't know where that question comes from. I never expected I will be so straightforward.

"Why so sudden?" She tried to loosen the hug and observes my facial expression but I tightened it.

"No, just stay like this for a while. I need this right now." I never felt shame to admit to her whenever I need to be in her embrace.

She hummed as a reply and returned my hug with her hands wrapped on my back. She ran her hand up and down on my back which was kind of comfort.

"You didn't answer me." I reminded her gently.

"No, I will not leave you until you say so," her words kinda make my heart danced happily. She cared for me. She meant it when she said she will help me to fix my broken heart.

"Where did that question comes from?" She demanded an answer.

"I'm just wondering and I want to make sure you won't run away."

"Unless you want me to." She convinced me with her words.

"Now the question is, will you?" She threw me a question.

"Why would I? It took so much effort to bring you to this mansion." I chuckled remembering how I brought her here and surprisingly till now we still don't have the contract which we supposed to discuss on the first day she arrived here. I guess it turned out to be a mutual agreement now and we don't need any contact to tie both of us.

"Yeah, effort." She mocked playfully. "By force, with mafia's way." We both laughed at the memories that still fresh in our minds. How time flies and it changed everything between us.

I closed my eyes and buried my face on her neck, getting drowned by her smell. Deep down, I wish time will pause at this moment, for me to stay in her embrace, at least a bit longer.

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