Renascence (M.K)

三十九

In the grand room.

She felt a sudden palpitation. She can feel her body turning warmer as she protectively pulled up the towel and shields her bosom.

With a cold sweat on her forehead, Y/N felt like being slowly suffocated by the feeling inside her, just as she mindlessly watches Muzan take his amble steps.

He was only a couple of meter away from her and when she saw him coming closer, Y/N immediately jerked out of the bed. She thwarted her eyes from staring at him and with her frantic mind, she tried to calm the panic in her heart.

Her gaze began to scour for the room's exit as she hardly tried to snub Muzan's presence - who had already stood in close vicinity to her petite body.

"Where am I?" She shakingly murmured. Her gentle feminine voice rang through the ears of Muzan.

For him, it was more than a piece and it cannot be compared to a melody that was sung by a nightingale.

Muzan's hand travelled upwards to touch her arm. He felt manipulated. Suddenly, being controlled by this strong concentrated feeling, flooding and engulfing him, he felt no different from a marionette.

"Don't come any closer." She blenched and avoided eye contact.

Muzan suddenly caught a short breath after hearing the frank and somewhat rude words, escaping out from Y/N's lips.

He narrowed his dangerous red eyes as he restrained himself from showing how upset he was.

After he left her deeply worried about her condition, Muzan felt a bit displeased to hear this from her after everything that he have done to removed her from danger.

"But," He tried to muster the courage to speak whilst he sighed.

"I need to examine the bruises on your hands." It wasn't just a made-up excuse to touch her, He greatly cared for her that when he saw how badly wounded she was, he felt the regret, attacking him straight down to his core.

He deeply detested it. Hated the moment to witness her repeatedly, dying before his presence whilst he cannot even do anything again to protect her.

One mistake was enough for him to learn his lesson.

He can't believe himself he just confessed his mistakes! He is a prideful man. What he values the most are his self-image and his esteem.

Realizing that his narcissist and conceit attitude he has taking lead and has fooled him once and he, it was straining his mind out.

Where are these thoughts coming from that he won't let there be a second time for him to get deceived by his pomposity?

Clearly, that woman has changed him.

He is a tiger that sniffs the rose. If it means to be like a laughing stock that desperately condescends for the woman he values with vigour, she will be an exemption against that typically over-pouring pride and malignant personality he has.

He is a fierce and overwhelming yet shallow arrogant man, but when fate had given him another thin chance to meet Y/N again, he later apprehended he has dropped the arrogance and shallowness.

A woman tamed him with no difficulty at all.

Y/N has domesticated a demon king without even knowing.

Y/N did not have the chance to spat back her objection towards him. Just then he realized, in one contact of her hand against his fingers rushes up an instant abnormal beating of her heart.

Muzan lowered his head further whilst he delicately holds her hand as if she was a china doll that will break her into pieces in one wrong mishandling.