Yanis now looked simply very bad.
His hair was disheveled, one side of his face was swollen with lots of tear stains, and he looked aggrieved and shy in his torn clothes.
-What happens if you get injured and don’t go to the hospital? -Zain tried to keep his voice as low as possible and asked quietly.
-I’m not going to the hospital anyway, I don’t want to go home either – Yanis shrugged on his knees, his voice muffled. You can drop me off at a hotel.
What nonsense this girl was saying, there was no way he would send her to a hotel at a time like this, even if he wasn’t going to the hospital.
Thinking about it, Zain took the girl straight to the house. Only this place was his private place, without servants, not the usual house where he lived, so Yanis was a bit confused when he got out of the car.
-Where is this?
-My house.
Yanis let herself be carried away by him, surrounded by his scent, knowing that yesterday she had already decided that she would never see him again. But now this man saved her in her most desperate moment and gave her a sense of security and safety. She could not control her small movements and slowly shrank into the man’s arms.
Zain’s steps stopped a little and his eyes moved slightly downward, obviously sensing the change in her as well.
Zain just assumed she was scared, so he tightened his arms and his low voice had a hint of tenderness not expressed in it.
-Don’t be afraid, it won’t happen again.
Thinking about what had just happened, Yanis felt a pang of fear; if Zain hadn’t come to her rescue, what would have happened to her tonight?
Yanis’ body shuddered involuntarily at the thought of a certain possibility.
Zain carried her upstairs and placed her on the soft couch, moving carefully, before saying, -Wait for me here.
He turned around and was about to leave when Yanis grabbed him roughly by the sleeve.
-Don’t go.
The room was very large and a little empty with fear.
Seeing her like this, Zain’s eyes sank a little deeper and he could only say quietly.
-I’m going next door, I’ll be back in a minute.
A minute?
Yanis looked at him with some uncertainty, a look that seemed to ask, really?
Zain nodded his head.
-Well, hurry back then? -Yanis finished, before reluctantly releasing his own tug on his hand and leaving Zain to get the first aid kit.
As Zain walked away, Yanis looked down and noticed that his white shoes were stained with black spots, he looked extraordinarily rough. He thought of his own appearance he had just had.
Like these white shoes, she was tarnished by Gaitan.
She must be dirty now, she remembered Gaitan’s hands grabbing her own arms and tugging at her clothes, ticking her shoulders and skin….
The images flashed unchecked in her mind, more and more, and Yanis shrieked unbearably, scrambled to her feet and ran out the door, only to crash into Zain’s arms with a thud.
-How…
Before the words were out of his mouth, Yanis backed up several steps, avoiding him like the plague.
Zain held the medicine in his hand, intending to help her with her wounds.
But when he returned, he found Yanis’ eyes and expression changed.
“What happened?” thinking, he took a small step forward.
-Don’t come any closer!
Indeed, Yanis shrieked and took a big step back, his eyes glared at him with indignation.
-Why did you save me? Didn’t I say I’d stop bothering you? Didn’t I tell you to stay out of my sight? Why did you still save me?
Zain pursed his lips and his eyes cooled slightly.
-If I don’t save you, who will?
-Anyone can… but why you, why did I let you see me in such a state… me, I’m so dirty now…..
She bit her lower lip, trying to repel the disgusting images in her mind, but the harder she tried, the more they persisted.
Zain frowned looking at the girl in front of him, was it the emotional instability? If he had known it was going to turn out like this in the short time he had been away, he should have had her by his side at all times.
-I’m so dirty now….. You didn’t like me in the first place and now you must think I’m disgusting? -said Yanis with a miserable smile-. If I had known, I would have preferred him to hurt me than you to save me.
At first Zain’s heart broke, then he heard her choke on that remark. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her dangerously.
Zain wanted to reach over and open her head to see what was going on in her head, but Yanis was crying in anguish and her mouth was red, making her appearance especially pitiful.
Zain closed his eyes and when he opened them again he had obviously made some decision.
-As is my nature, I really don’t want to do this kind of thing in this situation, but….
With those words, Zain strided forward, grabbed the young woman’s chin and forced her head up for a kiss.
-Well…
Yanis stood completely frozen in place, staring at him in shock and disbelief.
For a moment, all those nasty, disgusting images in her mind exploded, and then her head went blank, unable to remember anything but the most real sensation.
That was the temperature on his lips.
Zain’s lips were cold when she kissed them, and they gradually grew hotter before burning like fire, almost burning her to death.
Her body shuddered with shock and she fell backwards helplessly, only for him to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her into his wide, warm embrace.
The kiss deepened and did not end.
Time passed, but from the beginning to the end Yanis’ eyes did not close until Zain pulled away, still in a puppet-like state, staring at him in disbelief.
Zain drew back his forehead half an inch, thought about it and touched him again.
Probably because he had just been kissed, his voice sounded husky and tinged with lust, blowing softly in his face but crashing hard in his heart.
-Do you still feel dirty now?
The only thing left in front of his eyes was her handsome face and her breath, and the warmth of her lips right now, so how could he remember if she was dirty or not right now?
Seeing her like this, Zain knew he had made the right decision and had just realized something so serious, how he had kissed her for so long with some difficulty of control.
He only intended to give her a kiss to make her heart set and tell her with certainty “you’re not dirty.”
But after the kiss continued, he lost control.
This was a headache for Zain.
He pursed his lips and spoke slowly again.
-Why don’t you take a shower first?