Chapter 22 - Death

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Porsche pov
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It's been a week since that incident. A lot of things have changed since then. My wounds are healing little by little. Kinn is taking care of me. The maids were the ones who were supposed to do that, but he didn't let them come near me. Jealous ass. At first, I put on a fight about not letting him come near me, let alone touch me. But it was in vain. That man didn't give a damn about my fight; he just did what he wanted. I still hate him, but I'm a little less scared of him now.

He is quite a caring man. I hate to admit that, but he took care of me pretty well. And recently, he didn't try to do anything to me. Each day I see different sides of him. He is gentle. But why is he being gentle? Maybe he is trying to let my guard down and then attack me. I don't know what he is planning. He seemed to be a nice man, but it could also be just a mask. He could be just pretending. He is definitely pretending. I saw his real face at the bar. I don't trust him even a little bit. My attempt to escape from him failed. But it doesn't mean I'm giving up. When I find a chance, I will run away. There is no way I'm staying with him. But first, to run away, I have to get well.

I took Snowball and placed her in my lap. I named the cat Snowball because she looks like it. I patted her head, and she purred under my touch. I sighed. If she wasn't here with me, I would have long gone crazy. I'm locked in the room. It's not like he forbade me from going outside the room; it's just that I can't walk because of my foot injury. And I refuse to ask Kinn for help. Dream on. I would have asked for help from the maids, but he wouldn't let them come near me. When will I get well completely? I have to run away before my heat. The date of my heat cycle is nearing. Wait a minute, is he waiting for my heat? What if he is? What if he marked me when I'm in my heat? I wouldn't be in my right mind at that time. At that time, even his presence would make me want him. Was this his plan from the beginning? If he marks me, then I will never be able to get away from him. My heart is thumping in fear. I can't control my heat time. What should I do?

I got pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of knocking on the door. I told the person to come in, and the door opened. I thought it would be a maid, but Tankhun came in. He smiled at me and walked toward me. I haven't seen him since he walked out of the room that day with the doctor. He looks tired. Something about him looks weird. But I can't seem to pinpoint what it is. He sat on the edge of the bed and asked,

"How are you feeling now?"

"Good," I said.

"That's good," he said, and silence filled the room. I waited for him to talk. He didn't come here to just ask me how I was, right? He must have something else to say. After some more moments of silence, he said,

"Porsche." I looked at him.

"I know that you are still thinking of running away," he said, and my eyes widened. Am I this easy to read?

"Not only me, but Kinn also knows that. But he is not bothered by it. Do you know why?" What does he mean? Why is he saying all this?

"Because he knows you will always fail." What the heck. Now I'm getting angry. Is he mocking me and showing off how powerful they are? And how miserable I am. Just because I failed this time doesn't mean I will next time too.

"I'm telling you this because I know Kinn. No matter how many times you run away, he will find you. No matter where you hide in the world, he will find you. You can only leave when he lets you, Porsche. If you try to run, you will only risk your and your loved ones lives. So please stop trying to run away. I'm saying this for your own good. If you run away again, you can't even imagine what he will do. This time nothing happened, but there is no guarantee for the next time." I know. Because when he gave me the last warning, every word he said seemed like a promise. But if I can go to my family, I think I will be safe. Or maybe I'm just dreaming. Maybe I will risk my family life.

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