Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302 Dangerous

Chapter 302 Dangerous

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I didn’t know where this man was taking me or why I felt safe with him when I’d just seen him in that damned place.

The world outside was blurry, spinning under the streetlights as he continued to carry me while running. My body was trembling. However, I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or something else.

The drink the host had given me… it was still in my system. My pulse thudded unevenly as my body leaned against him. He smelled like a man. It wasn’t the kind that bathed in cologne or hid behind sharp scents.

But a real man.

I didn’t know what a real man was supposed to smell like, but somehow, this felt close.

His grip was firm, but not rough.

“Keep your eyes open,” he said as he ran with me in his arms. “Don’t fall asleep yet.”

“I’m fine,” I lied.

He didn’t believe me. His jaw tightened as he continued to run, the lines of his face harsh under the passing light. I couldn’t tell if he was angry or just focused, but the silence pressed against me until I whispered, “You’re–you’re going too fast.”

I didn’t know how it was humanly possible to run this fast, but somehow, he managed to do it.

He clicked his tongue. “Quit complaining, will you?”

Still, he slowed down just a little. It made me smile without meaning to.

“Thank you,” I murmured.

I didn’t know how long he ran for. My mind was too clouded. However, when he finally stopped, I found us in front of a small house tucked behind high gates. It wasn’t fancy, but it was safe–looking.

He opened the gates before placing me down just as he opened the door to the house. Once the door was opened, I stepped forward, legs unsteady. He caught my elbow before I could stumble. His hand was warm, and for a second, I didn’t want him to let go.

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Inside, the air smelled of his scent mixed with coffee. The lights were dim. My fingers twitched, automatically tugging at the edge of my dress to cover myself. I didn’t know what he wanted from me. After all, he’d technically bought me.

But he didn’t look at me that way.

He disappeared into another room and returned with a glass of water. “Drink this,” he said. “It’ll flush out whatever they gave you.”

His tone was gruff, but not unkind. I nodded, taking the glass with both trembling hands. The first sip burned down my throat, and I realized how dry my mouth had been. I drank again- too quickly this time–and the water spilled from the corner of my lips, sliding down my chin and onto my chest.

I froze. The fabric clung to me, translucent under the dim light, showing off my bra through the white cloth. I looked up at him. His jaw tensed, and his eyes darkened before he looked elsewhere, muttering something under his breath.

I set the glass down, feeling my heart race.

“Sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to-”

“Stop apologizing,” he said quietly. “You’ve done nothing wrong.”

The words hit me harder than they should have.

He turned away, rubbing a hand through his hair. “You should rest. The drug’s not fully out of your system yet. You’ll feel off for a while. Then, tomorrow, you’re going back along with the other huma—”

“With the other workers,” he said, as though correcting himself. “You might get interviewed a bit, but it’s only for investigation. Cooperate with them. We’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again in our land.”

I was right.

He was a good man.

I wanted to ask why he helped me. Why did he buy me just to take me away?

However, I couldn’t find it within me.

He sighed after a while. “Bedroom’s down the hall. Left door. You can take a shower if you want–clothes are in the drawer. I’ll stay out here.”

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“Don’t leave,” I found myself saying before I could stop myself. He froze in his tracks, and he turned to me.

“Please,” I whispered.

He froze. For a moment, the world outside his walls ceased to exist.

He stood a few feet away, the dim light from the kitchen bleeding into the room, painting his face in shadows. His chest rose and fell with a quiet strain.

“Don’t,” he said, in a tone that felt like he was warning me.

But the way he said it made me take a step closer.

Something about him didn’t feel safe–yet, it was the only safety I’d known in years.

His scent filled the space between us. He turned his head, jaw clenched, refusing to meet my eyes. I wanted to see them again, those gray eyes that had looked at me like I was something he wished he didn’t want.

“I don’t know what they gave me,” I started off. “But please make the feeling go away.”

That made him look. His gaze snapped toward me. My breath caught. There was no warmth in his eyes, only the kind of fire that burned everything it touched.

He took one step forward. The floor creaked beneath his weight.

Another step, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he said.

“I don’t care,” I breathed. “I just… don’t want to feel like I’m dying.”

His hand twitched at his side, like he was fighting the urge to reach for me.

“You should stay away,” he said.

He was so close now that I could see the faint scar beneath his eyebrow and how thick the strands were. I reached up to remove his mask, and the moment I saw his face, I couldn’t breathe properly.

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