Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305 Hot And Cold

Chapter 305 Hot And Cold

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When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the silence.

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The room was still filled with this addictive scent; however, it was mixed with something clean like soap. My skin felt warm and soft. My head was heavy, but my body didn’t hurt as much as I had expected.

The blanket covering me wasn’t mine. The shirt I was wearing wasn’t mine either. It looked new, plain, and smelled faintly of him.

My frown deepened as memories tried to claw their way back.

The auction. The chaos. That man. The heat under my skin. The way everything blurred until

my all I could remember was his voice echoing in

mind.

I sat up slowly. The slight ache in my muscles was real enough to remind me that something had happened.

I covered my face with both hands. “Oh my god,” I whispered. “Did that really happen?”

The answer came in fragments. I begged so much for him last night, didn’t I?

I let out a small, breathless laugh. “Right. Like I could forget.”

I pushed the blanket aside and stood. My legs wobbled for a moment, my balance thrown off. The floor was cold under my feet, and I was wearing pants that still had a tag on them. Did he clean me up and then proceed to buy this for me?

The thought made my face warm.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or hide. He had saved me, carried me here, and now, judging from how spotless I was, he’d cleaned… down there, too.

Suddenly, the door opened.

He stepped inside like the room belonged to him–which, I guessed, it did. He wore jeans and a plain gray shirt, showing the veins in his forearms. His hair was slightly messy, like he hadn’t slept much. But the light from the window caught his face, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe.

He looked even better than he did in the dark

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“Stop staring,” he said flatly.

Then, he smirked faintly. “You’re drooling.”

My hand shot up to my mouth, but there was nothing there.

He chuckled under his breath. It was quiet, but it did something strange to me.

“Liar,” I muttered.

He only shrugged. The teasing faded quickly, replaced by something more distant.

“You have to leave soon,” he said.

My smile faltered. “What?”

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“They’re ready for dispatch,” he said. “The others who were in the auction last night. You’ll be leaving with them.”

“We’re going back?”

He turned slightly. “Yes, you don’t belong here.”

I puffed my cheeks slightly. “How about what happened last night?” I uttered softly.

He stopped. The silence stretched long enough that I thought maybe he wouldn’t answer.

“Forget about it,” he said, turning away without looking back.

My breath caught. “Forget?”

“You’re not from here,” he said. “You have a home. A family somewhere in Ylarc. Think of last night as me helping you. That’s all.”

“Get ready. We’re leaving in a few minutes.”

And just like that, he was gone–the sound of his footsteps fading down the hallway, leaving me standing there, unsure if what we shared was something I dreamed or something he was already trying to erase.

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The car was silent. So unbearably silent that even the faint hum of the engine sounded deafening. My fingers fidgeted on my lap as I stared out the window, trying to focus on anything other than the tension filling the air between us. Trees blurred past, the morning

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light spilling through the glass, but none of it could distract me from how suffocating the quiet

was.

Still, it smelled so good in here. That was the first thing I noticed when I sat down. The scent wrapped around me like honey, calming and intoxicating at the same time. I couldn’t tell if it came from him or the car, but I was leaning toward him.

I was really going back home?

The thought didn’t quite sit right in my head. Last night, I thought my organs were going to be sold. Or worse–become someone’s sex slave. I was truly prepared for the worst.

However, it didn’t turn out like that. Somehow, going back to our house didn’t feel too good

now.

I snuck a glance at him. His face was unreadable, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. He looked so still, so composed, as though nothing could ever reach him. My eyes traced the curve of his wrist and the faint mark of an old scar near his knuckle.

“It smells so good in here,” I said before I could stop myself. “What perfume do you wear?”

He didn’t look at me. His hand tightened just a little on the wheel. “I don’t wear any.”

I frowned. “But you smell really good.”

He finally glanced at me then. It was only a second, but it was enough to make my pulse skip. His eyes were darker up close, deeper than I remembered.

He shook his head. “Just prepare to go back. Don’t ask unnecessary questions.”

I chuckled quietly, trying to hide how his tone made me feel. “At least it’s a good thing,” I muttered. “This felt like a vacation. Though…”

I paused, tapping my fingers against my thigh. “I missed one day of school.”

The next second, the car jerked forward. Tires screeched against the pavement as he slammed on the brakes. My heart shot to my throat.

“School?” he repeated, turning to me sharply.

I frowned slightly, confused. “Yeah,” I said slowly. “Why? Is everything alright?”

He didn’t answer right away. His breathing was steady, but his eyes darted over my face like he was confirming something.

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