Chapter 77: romantic

"-What?

-prove it!" he took a step "-Prove it's not a tail! Prove you are right! Prove nothing won't happen if you kiss me…that you won't be a slave." With every word he took another step towards her.

"-what are you waiting for?

-to move away cause your breath stinks.

-don't lie.

-I'm not!

-yes you are, otherwise he won't be dead and you won't be covered in his blood.

-but we were going to kiss anyway.

-are you trying to make me jealous or cause you felt sad it wasn't me. Make your decision sweetie.

-in all cases I got my wish fulfilled.

-half a wish…you won't get rid of me easily.

-you…" he put an apple in her mouth and went to the bathroom to come back with a bucket filled with water and rose petals.

"-how romantic…but I'm not putting my feet there.

-did I ask?" he said firmly and she shook her head in denial.

"-exactly! Now put your feet in it.

-no!

-you won't be able to walk tomorrow.

-It's non-of your business.

-Why do you have to make it harder on me and on you?

-Go to sleep." She answered unbothered looking in the other direction facing the balcony.

-I can't sleep with someone in my room his feet smelling.

-and I can't talk with someone his mouth stinks like shit and my feet don't smell.

-why don't you wash them then?

-why don't you wash your mouth.

-Mal…my mouth is not smelly like…

-your reputation, cause it probably smells worse.

-I thought it's worse than yours." He finished kneeling down and pulling up his sleeves.

Her eyes widened and she pulled her legs to her covering it with the dress.

"-what are you doing?

-what do you think?

-you fucking bastard! I knew well I can't trust you! You moron dipshit! Pervert asshole!" she was hitting him with a cushion and he had enough with her.

He snatched it and holed her hands near her sides and warned:

"-I am done with you and I already lost it with Miranda. So don't push me any further; or I promise it won't be nice like the other time." She laughed and he was shocked, his eyes turned red when she added seductively:

"-I thought you won't get that near darling.

-you bitch!" she couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed even more till her eyes watered at his reaction not feeling the pressure he was applying on her wrists.

"-Damn it Mal!" He cursed annoyed and sat back on the floor after thinking how he got easily fooled.

"-oh my god! I can't laugh anymore…your reaction was so funny! You looked like you was ready to kill me.

-cause I was." She shrugged her shoulders and massaged her wrist.

He smirked and grub her feet immersing them in water.

She yelped and freed her legs to kick unintentionally his nose.

"-it's cold!" she pulled them back and he held his nose to stop the bleed.

She glanced to find him starring her, his eyes red as hell from anger shooting arrows at her.

"-what? Don't blame me! It was so cold. I knew I can't trust you.

-it was cold on purpose to help with the swelling. Oh god!" he stood up so did she.

Kieran was looking for something to clean his nose with, he turned watching her tear the end of the dress and wet it.

She stood up and put it on his nose, she told him to press on it.

She took another piece to clean the dripping blood.

She sat him down.

"-do you feel any broken bones?

-including my heart.

-your heart is a muscle dummy. Answer me.

-yes…why are…" before he could finish she pushed the opposite direction of the kick.

"-perfect.

-WHAT…I saw death in the corner of my eyes how could you be that cruel.

-stop acting like a drama queen.

-I will once you stop hurting me that way.

-I did it so your nose won't heal itself crocked. You should be thanking me instead." She answered and put her feet while biting her lips because of the cold water and started to message them to relieve a bit the swollen.

She had been wearing those heels since morning.

Minutes past and Kieran was watching her from the opposite chair bending her back to reach the bucket.

She looked up to find him starring intensely at her open chest dress.

"-look up before you had another bleeding but it's your eyes this time." He shook his head and grinned.

She sat straight holding her back from pain.

"-oh my god! Am I getting old this fast?

-it seems like it, or because you have been resting all this period." He finished, put a pillow behind her back and sat back down in front of the water bucket; took a glance at her.

She looked at him confused but didn't said anything.

He touched her feet and started massaging them gently then suddenly stopped.

He gave her a shocked look that she asked confused:

"-What?

-How do you have such small feet yet you can kick that hard?

-how do you have a big head yet you can't say nothing right?" He rolled his eyes then went back to finish but asked one last question:

"-why are you allowing me to touch you?

-it's not every day an arrogant spoiled brat like you would wash a dirty huntress feet.

-I may be an arrogant spoiled brat but you are not a dirty huntress." Her smug smile dropped and looked at him.

"-cause you smell better than those rich morons who care only how expensive they look." She didn't answer him back but the corner of her lips turned to a smile that she tried to cover yet he saw and smiled.

"-why are you smiling.

-cause finally your feet smell nice.

-hey" she splashed some water on him.

"-do it again and I will spill it on you.

-as if" she answered rolling her eyes.

Mal hugged a pillow and drifted to sleep on the coach.

He took the bucket and changed his clothes, thought about putting her in his bed but he covered her well and fixed her neck for a better sleep.

"-act romantic and gentle…Fuck you Howin…