The bathroom was filled with splashes of water.
Stains of red blood scattered across the white floor, creating a horrifying sight.
Omari’s heart pounded with unease, his icy gaze following the bloodstains until they reached Cheyenne’s arm.
Fresh red blood continued to flow from the area where Cheyenne was given sedatives.
Cheyenne’s clothes had been torn into ragged strips and discarded, revealing a delicate yellow camisole with dainty white lace, showcasing her slender and beautiful body like a graceful deer in the woods.
Her long and flowing wavy hair clung haphazardly to her pale back, with droplets of water constantly falling like rain, tracing down her slim and perfect butterfly-like back.
In this season, every drop froze.
Cheyenne clutched her bleeding arm, trembling on the cold floor barefoot.
“Cheyenne,” Omari called out.
His eyes were bloodshot, filled with veins, as he quickly grabbed a towel from the wall and gently wrapped it around her.
With his long arms, he embraced her from behind and provided her warmth with his caring embrace.
Cheyenne clenched her red lips and looked back at him. The flames of anger burned fiercely within her, causing her chin to tremble. “Get away! I don’t need your…”
In her entire life, she had never experienced such humiliation.
If she hadn’t felt weak and helpless at this moment, Cheyenne would have killed them!
The commotion here quickly caught Sophie’s attention. Wearing wooden clogs, she walked in with her arms crossed.
Looking down upon the two, she raised her exquisite eyebrows and raised her voice, “What’s going on?”
Upon hearing her questioning, the two women dressed in black robes trembled as they answered, “This woman has an incredibly strong will. Even sedatives didn’t work on her.”
“We just removed her clothes to check the tattoo on her back when Mr. Lara interrupted.”
Upon hearing this, Sophie lightly tapped her chin and commanded, “Alright, I understand. You can leave. I’ll take care of this.”
“Yes.”
After the two left, Sophie’s eyes turned cold, filled with contempt as she looked at Omari and his protective stance. Her smile deepened.
“Omari, don’t forget that those above saved you because you are still useful to us.”
“Have you forgotten the punishment for betraying the underworld?”
A glimpse of Cheyenne caught Sophie’s eye, and she continued, “So what if you love her? She doesn’t have feelings for you. Furthermore, she’s carrying another man’s child!”
“What? Are you so eager to be a cuckold? As long as life goes on smoothly, it doesn’t matter if there’s a little cheating involved, right?”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m truly starting to admire your great spirit.”
She couldn’t understand what was so special about Cheyenne.
She was pregnant, yet so many men were vying for her affection.
If Omari wanted, he could have any kind of woman he desired.
Her words fell, and Omari’s large hand clenched into a fist, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Through gritted teeth, he responded, “Are you teaching me how to act?”
“I don’t need you to judge my dedication to the organization. Master Sam will make the final decision.”
“You’re only after the map; there’s no need to mistreat a weak woman like her.”
At this point, he paused and looked at Cheyenne with complex emotions in his eyes. His deep and magnetic voice was tinged with a low pitch. “I will personally handle the matter of obtaining the map.”
Sophie clearly did not trust him and let out a disdainful snort, full of arrogance. “No need, since those two useless people are of no help. I shall condescend and do it myself!”
A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes as she reached into her handbag, about to retrieve a sharp blade. Seductively licking her red lips, she said, “It would be even more convenient if she doesn’t cooperate. I can simply cut the skin off her back and soak it in water, don’t you think?”
Such a cruel method naturally provoked Cheyenne’s furious glare, and Omari’s face turned pale, immediately rejecting her proposed approach without hesitation. “No! Master Sam promised me that he wouldn’t harm her. If you dare to do such a thing, I will stand against you!”
In an instant, Omari emitted an intimidating aura, chilling and magnificent, untouchable like a god. Sophie was startled by his overwhelming presence, her eyes intentionally avoiding his gaze. She couldn’t help but shudder inwardly, thinking to herself, “He seemed so gentle and harmless, like a useless scholar. I didn’t expect him to possess such dominance.”
The standoff between the two was not a good situation. Every minute and second passed, the sound of water dripping in the bathroom echoed. The north wind blew in through the open window.
Sophie also felt a bit cold and instinctively hugged her arms, sniffing slightly. With narrowed eyes, she said, “Fine, you can do it, but if you dare deceive me, you’ll regret it!”
With those words, she turned and left.
Inside the bathroom, Cheyenne remained crouched on the floor, her slender fair fingers tightly gripping the blanket. Unexpectedly, she sneezed, her whole body soaked. The aftereffects of the sedative began to take hold, and she started running a high fever, her complexion abnormally flushed.
Omari reached out and touched her, feeling the scorching heat. “I’m sorry…” He lowered his head in self-reproach, and with a little effort, he lifted Cheyenne and placed her on the nearby vanity.
From this height, he could see the expression on Cheyenne’s face. Her gaze was complex, her lips tightly pressed together. Due to exertion, a trace of blood oozed from her rose-like lips.
Seeing this, Omari couldn’t help but feel heartbroken. With gentle and rough fingers, he gently stroked her lips, wiping away the bloodstains. His movements were tender.
He knew that Sophie was waiting outside, and if he didn’t give her what she wanted, she might… actually harm Cheyenne. He also knew that Cheyenne currently despised him and probably didn’t want to see him at all.
But there were certain things he had his reasons for. He had to do it!
Under the bright lights, his half-lowered eyelashes were like a small fan, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes. “Cheyenne, listen to me. Now is not the time for you to be stubborn. They won’t stop until they achieve their goal.”
“I don’t want you to get hurt. Can you please listen to me?”
“Give me the map, Cheyenne… Trust me, just a little.”
His voice was deep and submissive.
Cheyenne looked up and unexpectedly met those bright eyes, causing her heart to hesitate. Could she trust Omari?
But… in this situation, she had no choice but to choose him. She could barely hold on, and who knows what Sophie, that crazy woman, might do to her. Better to take a risk trusting Omari.