Forceful Examination For some reason, I felt warm when he scolded me.


    When he started the car, I asked him where we were going, but he didn’t answer.


    Instead, he pinched my chin and examined my face.


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    I blushed and pushed his hand away before ring at him and the driver.


    “What are you doing?” As raised the car’s partition to give us some privacy.


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    It didn’t surprise me since As was an assistant to someone important.


    He said, ” Show the bruises.” “Uh, that’s okay.


    You’ve seen everything already!” I avoided his gaze and tried to hide my difort.


    However, his tone turned harsh again, “So, are those pictures fake? Will you show me your injuries, or


    should I force you?” My breath quickened as the situation became too intimate.


    After all, I had bruises in private areas that I dared not show him.


    I “I-“Before I could finish, As held me and pressed his hand against my back.


    I couldn’t help but moan.


    softly.


    He lifted my shirt without warning, and I protected my chest, eximing, “Hey! You’re going too far…” I


    felt his hand stop when he saw the bruises on my chest and abdomen.


    I nced at him and saw his cold expression.


    He ran his fingers over my injuries, causing me to tense up.


    After ncing at me, As turned.


    me to inspect my back.


    Although I had fewer injuries there, they still looked terrible.


    As rested his warm palm on my wounds, and I felt some relief.


    However, his touch also made my heart race.


    I had never allowed anyone besides Matthew to touch me beyond my boundaries.


    He sensed my difort and adjusted my clothes.


    Then, he turned me to face him while struggling to control his emotions “I–I’m fine,” I stammered, “I


    don’t like you being so overbearing!” “You’re an idiot for going home alone.


    Don’t you know they were blinded by rage?” As was frustrated.


    I responded with a sense of resignation, “They had to vent it somehow, so I consider it my trial.


    Matthew I suffered when I exposed his pretenses.


    After all, I must sacrifice one thing to gain another.” “You’re quite understanding.


    Did Matthew go too easy on you? I’ve never heard of someone defending their abuser.” As was


    annoyed and spoke sarcastically.


    I remained silent but felt him holding me closer.


    At that moment, I felt rxed in his warm embrace.


    I felt safe and instinctively moved in.


    I hadn’t experienced such trust, ease, and reliance for a long time.


    Perhaps I never had that before.


    I no longer cared where he took me, what would happen next, or why he did this.


    Unknowingly, I fell asleep in his arms.