1 An Ungrateful Bastard I

"Thamp....."

With the sound of falling a steel vase, Zoe found herself hit to the wall and an appearance of a man who was standing in front of her while seizing her neck. The crash was strong enough to shut her eyes and produce a great pain, which left her with a loud scream.  "Ahhh"

As she screamed the grip around her neck got tight even more. It was as if a python had occupied her neck. Suffocation and throttle are compressing her brain's veins as they were about to boost due.

She puts a lot of effort into opening her eyes and being released from the clutch. Yet, there was no clue when this situation was going to end.

A second later.

Though she wasn't freed by his clutch yet. But she became successful in opening her eyes. 

When the haziness aparted she scrutinized a demon-like figure who was covering head to toe. He was too close to her, as much as she could count his every breath. 

Their noses were crossing each other and eyes were colliding. Her lips were sensing the sensation of his lips and the warmth which was coming from him.

As she saw his eyes, she lost herself in them. His deep dark eyes gazed continuously. She could assume that his neat clear eyes hold the potential to devour anyone. They were cold and ruthless.

Because of closeness she had forgotten a crucial thing that she was being exploited. However when the tightness increased again she immediately recalled where she was.

Thereupon, His warmth breath moved to the near of her ear. "Little girl, Are you threatening me...huh?"

Zoe was discerning the coldness behind warmth. It was causing her to freeze on the spot. Helpless and compelled, she dangled in his springe.

Above all, there was nothing left, aside from struggling. Her hands had renounced strength. Her feets which were desperately finding the ground a while ago, were stunned. Because, no matter how much force she used for deliverance each attempt of her would leave with a failure,.

Analysing her not making any move, He picked his tone again and muttered. "Baby, Don't you know, Don't mess with something that you can't handle. how dar.....EkhhHH...." 

 Zoe's body had become numb, but she didn't surrender. Though She was at the condition where her thinking ability had become insipid. Still a part of her mind emerged with a new idea, saying that it has found his weakness, Not only his weakness but the universal weakness of a man.

So without giving a damn, she proceeded with the idea and struck a leg at his weakness with all her power.

Thus, before he could complete his advice, he felt an unbearable pain in his lower part and he descended to the ground while holding his thing.

Zoe finally got her neck released from his clench. She fall on the ground as well.

"Cough...Cough..."  Before inhaling she coughed a little then insanely she tried to take as much air in as she could. Since her lungs were run out of oxygen, they were hardly trying to remanage the respiratory system.

"You damnn woman... you hit my dic*....."  That man bowled while suffering in oppressive pain.

Zoe looked at him blankly and not even letting a single minute wasted she picked that steel vase and hit on his head. 

He became motionless there, Whereas She leaned on the wall while closing eyes. She touched her neck which was almost choked by him, taking her last disarray breath. 

However, Her relaxation didn't stay for long. All of sudden a flash of light crossed her mind and she crawled compulsively near his body. His body was re-presenting as if he had turned into a corpse.

Zoe quickly runs her trembling fingers around his nose. She was confirming whether he was alive or dead. His breath was running normal but it wasn't made Zoe insured. So, to hear his heartbeat she placed her ear on his large chest.

The sound of his beating heart makes Zoe's heart beat tranquil.

Later on, She maintained his body on the chair. Fastening him with ropes afterwards she applied bandages on the head. Though the hit didn't make him bleed, the strike was enough to make him unconscious.

She was sweating dementedly and her heartbeat was running wild. What the f**". What  have you brought? Picking a stranger from the street and taking him home when you are all alone? What the heck did you think of Zoe? She questioned herself.

She had no word for explaining this situation to herself. Though from the moment when she decided to help him her sixth sense was giving the warning back to back. However, disregarding all cautions she aided. Yet, Anger, regrets and frustration were covering her heart. A person who she helped when he was in the middle of the trouble. She saved him from enemies, brought him home, and got rid of the bullet from his shoulder. Even she provided the food and free treatment. But what did she obtain? Being trapped in his palm!

Zoe grabbed his face and examined handsomeness and sighed with a hateful stare, "what an Ungrateful Bastard,"

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Later on..

He (Noah) opened his eyes, His lower part was still hurting and there was a new injury which was included on the back side of his head.

A moment later he found an unpleasant person who was sitting right in front of him on a chair while holding a knife. He could say that he never saw that much ugly and scary woman before. However, The corner of his lit up and he smirked 'What a hella'.

"You.... don't grin" Zoe gets annoyed by creepy expressions, For what is he being happy?

His smirk had become a bright smile and his eyes were shining as a child who had got a new toy.

"You hit my male organ, Do you know how precious it is?  I'm not even married yet." He said while amusing.

His jovial face was driving her unable to cantained her sanity. She hissed  "You should be thankful that it isn't chopped yet....."

"HA.. Hahahaha...." a long laugh departed as he saw her burst out due to anger when she was trying so hard to keep her calm.

Zoe turned red up to down. How could he behave like this with someone who saved his life? Even she is not that tenuous. She pressed lips together while continuously sighting him.

"Hey little girl.... Stop now, you are getting my nerves"  His long laugh has vanished. He took only a minute to move from one mood to another. Despites of it,  he was using a soft tone to negotiate but his visage was making his words heavy and undeniable.

His coldness was truning this situation more critical. There was no anger on his face. He was so calm as he had everything under control. She couldn't help but get annoyed. " I have already had it."  She sneered.

The sweat on her forehead and the unheavlness were showing that the fear had occupied her heart but her raised eyebrow and words were denying to accept it.  

"Ha..ha..ha How interesting."  with a relaxed expression and radiant smile he taunted.

The bridge of  Zoe's patience broke. An uneasy feeling was emerging in her mind that was making her unable to stay still. she pointed the knife and muffed "who are you?"