Broken Souls

The Basement

The Izna Daily

Fame comes with pain and it is hundred percent true for Hilal and Leon. It looks like our royal couple just can't catch a break. We were all relieved that they were unharmed from the kidnapping incident. Well, that didn't last long. A crazy woman tried to attack Hilal on the central park where they were meeting with the public but Leon protected her at last minute. But the protection came at a cost. Leon was stabbed in his back. Fortunately, the injury was not serious but you can kiss goodbye to whatever chance you have to meet this beautiful couple in public after this. This reporter personally is very sad thinking about that prospect. 

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He protected me with his own body. Why? There were several securities around us but he reacted before any of them as if by instinct he knew that I am in danger. He could have called for the securities but he chose to shield me himself. Why? 

Hilal was so conflicted with all these questions in her mind. Whenever she thinks she has a control over her mind when it comes to Leon, he does something and everything become chaos. Hilal don't know what to call these feelings she was feeling. Was she happy he protected her? Was she scared when he got hurt? Was she worried about him? If the answer is yes to all those questions then where does she stand? Does that mean that somewhere along the way she began to feel something for him? A man who technically is still her enemy. 

A knock on the door brought Hilal back from her thoughts. A maid entered their bedroom with a tray full of materials for wound dressing. 

"Veronica ma'am sent me for the dressing of Mr Leon, ma'am," The maid informed Hilal.

"I see. Leave the tray with me and you can go. I'll take care of it from here," Hilal said to the maid and dismissed her. 

A little bit later Leon came out from the bathroom. He noticed the dressing tray. 

"Where did the maid go?"

"I dismissed her."

"Ah, Hilal, sorry to point this out to you but I can't do the dressing of my own back. Someone needs to help me."

"I know Leon. Do you think me that stupid? I told her to go because I will help you with the dressing."

"You will?" Leon asked taken aback by surprise.

"Yes, I will. Now come sit here and let's get this over with."

Leon smiled at her sassiness but followed her command. He sat before her and took off his shirt.

Hilal thought helping to dress Leon's wound would give her a good chance to ask him some questions she was wondering for so long. But now that he is actually sitting in front of her with exposed back she is not so sure anymore. 

His shoulders were broad and his back was taught with strong muscles. It looks like he does regular exercise to maintain his body pretty well. 

God, it's not fair that not only he looks like some model out of a magazine cover but on top of that he also has a magnificent body. Hilal thought to herself. She doesn't know how long she was staring at his back until a cough from Leon made her realize that she was staring. 

"Earth to Hilal, Did you fall asleep back there?" Leon asked.

"No, I was just arranging the dressing materials." Hilal lied while blushing profusely. She thanked God that Leon was not facing her to see her face.

Leon can feel the effect he is having on Hilal even with his back turned on her. It made him strangely happy. But the moment she touched him to open the bandage the table suddenly turned. He sucked in his breath audibly. Hilal's hands paused for a moment.