CHAPTER 12

Warm palms touched her cheeks, tendrils of hair being removed from her forehead as he touched the creamy skin to check for fever. So cold, her entire body was frozen making the man stand up and wrap another layer of fur blanket onto her delicate frame and lit the fireplace to spread warmth to the room.

"So you also endure hmm?" He mumbled to himself asking a question with his own conscience that why was he like this, he could have simply opened the door and called her good-for-nothing bodyguards to take her away but he could not, not when he knew his blood was boiling because of them.

What if it was not him who was inside but someone else, this beautiful fairy was passed out like light and had no energy to even recognize what was happening to her, this arena was Russian mafia's lair and god knows what kind of guests were invited so how come those bastards did not even checked the room before letting her enter.

Fuck it