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48. Taking care

Its been weeks since I started taking medicines and practicing yoga to regain the strength to stand on my own. I hated this wheelchair as it somehow made me feel insecure but then again it was fun as Y/N would always be there for me to help me move.

In the past few days I realized it's advantage too as now she helped in everything, from bathing me to feeding me. I felt loved but she often compared me to a stubborn kid.

I knew my hands were healthy but whenever I asked her to feed me she groaned on how I could do that alone but I had some other plans. Whenever her skin brushed over mine I felt an electric wave running over my spine. I wanted to hold her but failed.

I was helpless whenever I saw her going away from me to the kitchen. I wanted to back hug, not wait on the dining table.

Today she was wearing a pastel colored skirt with an oversized white shirt along with open hair. She looked breathtaking, her slender legs swayed her movement and that was a kill for me.

She came to me kneeling down helping me to try  lifting my legs as the doctor recommended but she doesn't knew one thing for sure that I secretly started walking, limping I must correct.

"No, don't. You don't have to kneel in front of me."

"I have to, otherwise how would you improve. Don't you want to improve?"

Folding her sleeves she was rigid in her decision, taking my calves in her hand then helping me to try lifting them. I did, looking at her concerned face. She helped me stand leaning my all weight on her as she made me to try taking baby steps. A smile formed on my face on how our bond was more strong than before.

After several lifts we were done. I was feeling hot so I asked Y/N to decrease the temperature. She stood up going towards the couch to grab the remote but it fell from her hands, rolling under it.

I looked at her frustrated face as she was also exhausted along with me, covered in sweat. She wiped her forehead then blent down on her knees. She leaned forward extending her hand to grab the remote but couldn't. She further leaned but now her undies were on display.

I gulped when I saw her wearing red colored lace, trying to avoid watching her I drifted my head but the thought of her laying there bothered me. I heard her groan, unintentionally turning my attention to her. My eyes widened when I came across her smooth thighs with her hips swaying around.

If I was not already hot, then I would've had by now.

I looked down there, where a bulge was developing. I quickly unwrapped my tugged shirt then picking her favourable cushion bear from the drawer I placed it on my crotch before she comes back.

"What are you doing with my that?" She tells trying to snatch it but I tighten my grip on it against me. I was hugging it so badly that Y/N dropped her pulling.

I asked Y/N to drop me in the Study room while she went back to the kitchen to help Mrs. Song for preparing the lunch.

Finally I relaxed myself and placed the soft toy on the table. I flicked its nose I giggled.

"Today, You saved me. I owe you one but you'll still remain my enemy as she cuddles you not me."

The phone rang with a familiar caller ID of my assassin gang. I picked up, answering in cold voice.

"Did you found him?"

"Yes, Sir. We just found his location, he's in Miami, changed his name to John."

I scoffed," Huh! He thinks just because he will change his name from Max to John then I won't find him?!! Keep an eye on him."

"Yes, sir."