Chapter 49: WOUNDED MALE

VIVIAN

It was late at night.

Vivian lay on her bed, trying to fall asleep.

The room was quiet except for the soft breathing of Mimi nearby.

Then...Knock!. Knock!!. Knock!!!

Sleeping Mimi instantly woke up. Vivian opened her eyes.

"My Lady?" It was Arin.

"Are you okay? Can I come in?"

Vivian turned toward the door. "Come in."

The door opened, and Arin stepped inside looking very concerned. "Are your eyes still hurting?"

"No."

Arin nodded. She wasn’t surprised. She had seen Vivian’s injuries heal almost instantly several times before. As Vivian’s slave, however, Arin had never dared to ask how she did it.

She simply pretended she hadn’t noticed.

Then Arin hesitated. "My Lady..."

"What?"

"There is someone at the door."

"Who?"

"A male."

Vivian sat up. "Who is it?"

Arin gave her an awkward look. "You have to see him yourself."

Vivian frowned. She got out of bed.

Her long black hair poured down her back, and she wore a simple sleeveless nightgown with no bra top. Her nipples were pointing out, because Mimi’s head was resting on them.

She followed Arin downstairs and opened the main door.

The moment she did...Vivian froze. "Serial?"

Serial stood outside, soaked in the rain from head to toe.

His hair was dripping wet, and his clothes were stained with blood.

His eyes were red. He looked like he had been crying.

The moment he saw Vivian, he rushed forward and wrapped his arms around her.

Vivian stiffened. His wet body pressed against hers. Her breasts were on his wet body. He felt the warmth of her breasts. His body vibrated from shock.

Then Serial suddenly realized how close they were.

He immediately released her. "I..I..I’m sorry. Please forgive me."

Vivian stared at him. "What happened to you?"

Only then did she notice the wounds covering his body.

There were bloody whip marks across his arms, back, and shoulders.

Her expression changed. "Who did this?"

Serial lowered his head. "Ina."

Vivian’s eyes darkened.

That woman really is vicious.

"Come inside."

She helped him into the house and brought him to her room.

Serial sat on the edge of her bed while Vivian examined his injuries.

"I can heal you," she said. "But you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone."

Serial looked at her. "Why?"

"I’m F-Rank now." she smiled.

He understood immediately. She had a secret she didn’t want to tell.

Vivian placed her hand over his arm.

She quietly drew spiritual energy from the golden Lotus within her consciousness.

Warm golden energy flowed through her body and into Serial.

His eyes widened.

A soothing warmth spread through every part of him.

The wounds began closing. The bruises faded.

Within moments, his body was completely healed. Serial stared at his skin in disbelief.

Then he suddenly hugged Vivian. "Thank you!"

Before Vivian could react...

Grrrrrrr!Mimi sprang from the side of the room.

Its tiny body transformed with terrifying speed as its fangs came out. His claws drew on Serial’s face.

Serial screamed and immediately released Vivian.

"Aah!"

Three bloody scratches appeared across his face.

Vivian’s eyes widened. "Mimi!"

The Husky growled at Serial. Vivian hurried over and picked it up.

"What are you doing?!"

She glared at her dog.

"He’s my friend! Why would you hurt him? He wasn’t hurting me!"

Mimi continued growling. His fangs were very sharp.

Vivian carried it outside the room. "Go outside!"

She placed Mimi outside and shut the door.

Then she turned back to Serial. "I’m sorry."

Serial touched his scratched face. "It’s fine. It’s just a dog’s attitude."

Vivian sighed.

"He’s not normally like this. Maybe he thought you were hurting me."

She placed her hand against his face.

Golden spiritual energy flowed through her fingers. The scratches disappeared instantly.

Serial touched his cheek. "Thank you Vivian. I am happy I have a friend like you."

He hesitated. Then he looked at her. "But... your eyes."

Vivian blinked.

"How did they heal so quickly? Did you find a healer?"

Vivian smiled awkwardly. "No. Umm..."

She quickly came up with an excuse.

"My father left some poison antidotes for me. I used one, and it healed my eyes."

"Oh."

Serial lowered his head. His expression became gloomy. "I’m sorry."

"For what?"

"This is my fault. You wouldn’t have gotten involved with Ina if it weren’t for me."

Vivian shook her head. "It’s not your fault."

She smiled. "You saved my life during the forest training."

Serial looked at her sadly. "My father has approved my dismissal from the school."

Vivian’s smile disappeared. "What?"

"The Federick family used their connections to get me into the school. Now that Ina doesn’t want me anymore, she told them I’m no longer allowed to continue."

He clenched his fists.

"They said I’m infected by a Fox."

Vivian frowned. "They can’t just..."

Serial’s eyes filled with tears. "I can’t continue school anymore."

Vivian felt a pang of pity. "What about your father? Can’t he help you? Why did he let you carry all the burden alone.."

Serial gave a bitter smile. "My real father died during the Zerg War."

He looked down. "So I am with my second father. He was abused by my mother. When she went to war and died, he was finally free."

Serial paused. "His own daughter helped him remarry into the wealthy Alvin family."

His voice trembled. "After that, he hated me even more."

He wiped his eyes. "Everyone hates me."

He looked at Vivian.

"I don’t have a family anymore."

His voice broke. "Both my parents are dead."

Vivian didn’t know what to say. She lowered his head on her chest, patting his back.

"It’s only you I have now." He grabbed her hand. "Please don’t leave me, Vivian."

Serial eyes were lusting on her round breast. Her pointed nipples were close to his mouth.

But Vivian had no idea about that. She only acted out of pity for him. Her heart softened. "Don’t worry about school."

She squeezed his hand.

"I’ll talk to my adopted father, Valen. You’re an S-Rank. They won’t throw away someone with your potential."

Serial looked at her. "Really?"

"Of course."

Vivian smiled. "Once you become stronger, you can make the Alvin and Federick families pay with blood for what they did."

Serial stared at her for several seconds.

Then he suddenly said..."Vivian."

"Yes?"

"I want us to sign a couple partnership."

Vivian froze."No."

Serial’s face fell.

"I don’t want many husbands. I’m perfectly happy with one."

Serial immediately dropped to his knees.

"Serial!"

He placed his forehead against the floor.

Vivian stared at him. "What are you doing?"

She tried to pull him up.

He refused.

"Serial, get up!"

He remained kneeling. Finally, Vivian crouched down to his level.

Serial raised his head. "Vivian, I’m not asking you to have children with me."

He swallowed. "Just one year. A contract partnership." Vivian stared at him.

He said. "What if Ina comes after me again? Saying she wants me back."

His eyes were filled with fear.

"I don’t want to end up in an abusive partnership like my father and second father. I have four fathers. And my mother was very abusive to us all..they were all happy she died and left me alone."

Vivian tilted her head. "What makes you think I won’t be abusive? What if I am more evil than your mother?"

Serial shook his head immediately. "You won’t."

"How do you know?"

"You’re beautiful and kind."

Vivian blinked.

"No female has ever treated me like you have."

He held her hand. "Please, Vivian."

Vivian’s cheeks warmed. She thought.

I knew I was kind and beautiful.

He really sees the real me.

She tried to keep a serious expression despite her happily beating heart.

"I’ll think about it."

Serial’s eyes brightened.

"For now, get some rest."

She stood. "I’ll make you dinner."

Vivian turned and walked away. Then a tiny voice came from her hair.

"Vivian..."

Vivian stopped. What again?

Beeny whispered, "I think he’s very weird. He doesn’t look like a good person. He is off to me."

Vivian frowned. "Don’t talk nonsense. He’s just an innocent helpless male who needs help from a kind female like me."

Beeny was silent for a moment. Then she sighed. "Vivian..."

"What?"

"You know you also need psychological help, right?"

Vivian stopped walking. Her face slowly darkened.

"Shut Up!!!"