6 Safe but Dangerous

I felt cold. My eyes drifted down to where Jay made the cut. My arm is basically covered in blood.

My vision starts to get blurry as Jay walks away from me towards his desk.

Am I crying? Or am I dying? Crying because of the pain or crying because this is how I'm going to die? I bit my lips.

Jay shuffled around with something inside the drawers of his desk and brought out a first-aid kit.

He comes closer to me and unties me, slashing off the zip tie.

I stayed still, afraid that any tiny movement might make me bleed more.

One of his knees drops to the ground and he opens the first aid kit.

He brought his face closer to my arm, almost as if he's analyzing the cut. He then cleaned my wound with a clear liquid.

I closed my eyes and bit down hard on my lips, expecting it to sting like hell.

But it didn't.

He went on to take out an antibacterial cream, a big band-aid, and some loose gauze bandages.

"Don't worry, I won't let you scar." Jay said. He was so gentle and calm tending to my wound that I almost didn't feel any pain.

When Jay was done wrapping my arm up, he stood up and spared me a soft gaze. His eyes dropped down to my lips.

Swiftly, he lowered his head and moved closer to my face.

His hand cupped my face, "I stopped your arm from bleeding, and now another bleeds." His face came closer and gently pressed his lips onto mine. My breath got caught in my throat.

His lips felt so warm and soft on mine. He has a scent on him that I cannot pinpoint. But it smelled… nice and attractive. It calmed me.

Not knowing whether it was because my eyes were too tired or because of the calming effect he had on me, I closed my eyes, letting his lips press deeper into mine.

He slowly broke the kiss and straightened up, wiping his lips.

Why's there blood on his lips? I licked my lips and there was a taste of metal. I had bit my lips so hard before and I didn't even realize that it was busted. Feeling a little embarrassed, I lowered my eyes.

After some silence, I looked up at him. What's he thinking?

His poker face looks so flawless. I can't read him at all.

"Can you walk?" He asked.

Can I? I feel so weak right now, I don't even think I have the energy to make a sound.

I ignored the tingling irritation on my arm and struggled to stand up, holding on to the chair.

He looked at me and instantly swept me off my feet, carrying me in his arms.

Why's he so nice now even though he could've almost killed me just before.

His biceps hardened, showing how strong he is. I felt like a feather with my arms hanging around his neck.

Carrying me, Jay walked out of the office looking room. He went down a hallway with other rooms and turned to a flight of stairs going up.

My eyes felt heavy. I want to let my guard down and close my eyes. I felt safe in his arms, in his presence; but I know he's dangerous.

I forced myself to stay awake for a little longer, at least until where he's going to leave me.

He went up another flight of stairs. So far, we've gone up two flights of stairs from the office space now. It seems like this place is quite big.

After reaching the third floor, Jay turned left and walked into a bedroom. Turning on the light, he walked over to the bed and laid me down on the bed.

The pillow felt cold against my face and my body feels relaxed. My eyes closed itself and I drifted off to sleep.

Jay's POV:

I laid Mirae down on the bed and walked deeper into the room to the wardrobe to get her a change of clothes.

This used to be Hana's room and these are her clothes. After I dumped her, she became a slut. I should really throw all her shit out too. I shook my thoughts away.

I took out a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and made my way towards the bed.

Mirae's eyes are closed. She looks so peaceful asleep like this. I studied her features. Her long eyelashes brushed underneath her eyes. My eyes moved towards her lips, now more pale than before.

I looked at her arm. A bit of blood is still seeping out of her bandage.

I sighed. Why did she have to defy me before? She would've been fine if she didn't step on my nerves.

I walked out of her room and went into the storage room to get a set of IV drips. Good thing I've always kept sets of these just in case.

I walked back into the room and noticed she turned to her side, away from the door.

I turned her back so that she's laying on her back again. I couldn't help but notice that the dress revealed some of her bust. She is indeed beautiful, and hot.

I poked the needle into her vein and hooked up the IV drip. Hopefully she would regain some color back.

Turning off the light, I walked down the hall, to my room.

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