She Got A Better Man

"You're injured. Walking will only make it worse," Zach responded seriously.

Elvira was momentarily speechless; her injuries were to her chest and shoulders.

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Although she found his protectiveness somewhat overbearing, it also touched her deeply. 'Isn't it all because he cares about me? Why should I let the opinions of others dampen the spirits of someone who cares for me?' she thought.

With this thought, she comfortably leaned against his chest, letting him take care of her. Zach, feeling her compliance, gently kissed the top of her head.

Back in the room, he insisted she remove her top so he could apply medicine, as she had only partially disrobed for the doctor's examination.

As she took off her shirt, he saw the full extent of her bruises, particularly the alarming purple-red marks across her chest, distinct from the marks left by his kisses. This sight terrified him.

His jaw was tightened further. Frowning, he carefully applied the ointment, while Elvira, despite her efforts to endure the pain, trembled from the sensitivity of her injuries.

Zach's fingers also trembled as he gently massaged the ointment on her chest, careful to apply only the lightest pressure to help absorption.

For both, it was a trying moment. Finally finishing, Elvira let out a sigh of relief. Zach, looking at her chest, felt no desire, only a profound sense of protectiveness. Quickly dressing up, Elvira was helped by him, who put down the ointment and meticulously fastened her buttons before pulling her into his embrace.

"How do you want to punish those who hurt you?" he held her close, his eyes filled with lethal intent, ready to obliterate her deceitful stepmother at a word from her.

"I want... to see her watch everything she cares about destroyed, to see her despair, I want her to wish she was dead!" she shared her darkest desires, closing her eyes in fear afterward, worried that such vindictiveness might make him see her as monstrous, possibly driving him away or even making him loathe her.

She braced for his judgment with her eyes closed, ready to accept whatever that was about to come.

"Okay!"

Instead of rejection, she was held tighter, hearing him utter lightly just that one word of affirmation.

Her worries dissolved. Surprised and relieved, she pulled back slightly to gaze into his striking face and initiated a kiss.

He was taken aback by her bold move but slightly parted his lips, allowing her tongue to deepen in until she hesitated, at which point he took over, grabbing her head to sustain the kiss, leaving her dizzy with passion. The door suddenly burst open, accompanied by Samson's loud exclamation, "Zach, I've heard that-Holy shit..."

Samson's astonishment at witnessing such a passionate display was palpable; Eyes and mouth widened, he couldn't believe... what he saw was true-Zach, typically reserved, was capable of kissing a woman so fiercely. 'Zach is able to show his deep affection for someone? Such a stark contrast!' he thought.

Spike, too late to prevent the intrusion, also caught the scene at the door, awkwardly looking away as his cheeks flushed.

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Zach, clearly annoyed by the interruption, spared Samson from a scolding due to his relatively good mood, offering only a cool glance in response.

Elvira, noticing the unexpected visitor, wiped away the kiss marks from Zach's lips with her finger, suggesting, "You go ahead with your business. I'll check on that troublemaker."

"Elvira, aren't you even a bit shy?" Samson, taken aback by her nonchalance, couldn't help but express his disbelief.

"Why should I be shy about kissing my own man?" she retorted and took a glance at him, perplexed by his question, before confidently heading out.

As she passed Spike, he lowered his head and respectfully greeted her, "Elvira."

Thank you for your help that day," she said, referring to the day Zach was drugged and Spike asked her to come.

Spike had played a crucial role in resolving the situation, potentially saving their relationship.

Realizing what she was referring to, Spike hurriedly said, "It was the least I could do."

"Still, thank you. You two go ahead; I'll leave first," she said, blowing a kiss to Zach as she turned to leave.

Zach's gaze softened into a smile.

Samson was stunned, while Spike's handsome face reddened.

Elvira returned to Marsh's room, surprised to find him actually staying put, unaware that Zach's bodyguards were discreetly stationed around the room.

Marsh wasn't staying by choice; he had no way to leave.

Even more surprising to her was that Marsh wasn't playing any games. She didn't know Zach had instructed skilled gamers among his bodyguards to play against Marsh, thoroughly defeating him and leaving him too despondent to cry. Now, he lay on his bed, utterly deflated.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Hearing her approach didn't stir him.

"Marsh, do you realize your mistake? Will you dare to harm others again?" she approached, seeking contrition.

"I know I was wrong. Can I go home now?" Marsh sat up, glaring at her with resentment.

Seeing his defiant look, she knew he hadn't truly repented but struggled with how to properly guide him. She began to lecture him on morality.

He immediately wanted to block out her words, but the entrance of Zach froze him into attentiveness, heeding his sister's words.

Zach intervened. "Talking to him like that won't make him listen."

He then fixed Marsh, who was sitting on the bed like a little butterball, with a threatening gaze, his voice cold, "Listen well, Marsh. If you cause trouble at school again, whether fighting or bullying, I'll make sure you learn your lesson! Don't believe me? Just try! And if you dare disrespect your sister again, I'll be the first to deal with you!"

Marsh cowered as if he were a quail, too scared to move.

"Did you hear me? Answer!" Zach demanded sternly. 2/3-

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"I... I heard you," Marsh managed, not daring to meet his eyes.

He was afraid of Zach, especially recalling how close he felt to having his neck crushed, where he could still sense the pain, an utterly terrifying experience.

Marsh, spoiled but not foolish, recognized that Zach was far from the poor waiter others had described. He was clearly someone formidable.

He viewed Elvira with a mix of disdain and incredulity for marrying such a formidable figure without realizing it.

"What's with that look? Seeking trouble?" Zach, fiercely protective of Elvira, tightened his fists, not tolerating any disrespect towards her, especially from her own brother. Chapter 47