¿𝕔ó𝕞𝕠 𝕒𝕤í? – 𝕜𝕒𝕝𝕚 𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕤
CHAPTER SEVEN | TENDER CARE
𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪𓆩❤︎𓆪
Sophia felt like she'd died and come back to life. She felt so weak, her bones heavy, her lips dry, and her entire body aching. She cried out in pain and Koshmar raised his head, quick to be at her side and her command. Her liver twisted in pain, begging for water, her stomach growling in hunger, her finger pulsing in pain, sheets stained with droplets of blood from her leg.
Koshmar started howling, and not long after Storm came stomping into the room. "Tiho!" Quiet!
Sophia bit her lower lip to withhold her cries despite the intense pain.
Koshmar barked angrily at his owner. Storm glared at his dog and Koshmar glared right back. "Idi v svoyu komnatu i podumay o tom, kak ty razgovarival so mnoy." Go to your room and think about how you talked to me.
Koshmar barked.
"Idti." Go.
Koshmar left after glaring and grunting at his owner.
"You're not going to hurt him, are you?"
Storm ripped the duvet off her body. "Mind your business."
Sophia snivelled, tears filling her eyes. It hurt. It hurt so bad that it was all she could think about. The pain was driving her mad.
Storm suddenly lifted her up and took her to the bathroom, seating her on the toilet seat. "Arms up," he ordered, turning the tub spout on, and filling it with various soaps and bath salts.
She hugged herself and glared at him. "I'm not undressing before you."
Storm glared at her. "I'm not letting you out of this room covered in blood."
"I'll do it myself." She glared.
"Fine. Don't start crying when you slip and start bleeding out." He let go of her and turned his back on her.
A shudder ran up her spine. She quickly grabbed the fabric of his black Henley. "Wait."
He turned her head back to him, locking her eyes with his, watching a blush spread across her cheek as her eyes darted to the side.
"Can you... not look?"
"What do you mean not look? How am I supposed to-"
"Please."
Storm's fingers tightened into fists, jaw clenched, fumes overtaking his eyes. "Fine. But you owe me."
She raised her arms. "What do I owe you?"
He took off her shirt and kept his eyes on her face. "The truth."
She squinted her eyes at him. "What truth?"
He snapped the button of her pants open, unzipping them before grabbing a pair of scissors. "How did you win Koshmar's affection?"
Sophia couldn't help but feel nervous. But she didn't know if it was because she was undressing right before him or because of the dagger pressing against her thigh. "Why the scissors?"
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