---- was still rooted there.


    Hot tears trail down my eyes and before I know my scream got silenced by his ips crashing on mine.


    He kisses me tenderly as if trying to distract me and ease my pain.


    While his other hand effort! lessly wrap a bandage around my thigh and tie it around it.


    I was literally straddling him.


    My ass was perched on hisp.


    My knees were on his either side and my feet were locked behind his bac! He didn''t seem to mind.


    He continues to hold me and soon I feel him softly caressing my hair and pressing my face to his chest.


    Rest.


    You are safe here.


    My stupid heart believed him when my mind was telling me to maintain distance from him.


    No man can be trusted.


    The leader of Crets? Never.


    ---- However at the moment, I didn''t seem to care.


    I was tired, drained and numb to half of the things.


    I just wanted to sleep.


    And then before I know my eyes closed down and I found peace in the very centre of the chaos, in the very arms of the beast I had been running from.


    ---- Chapter 263 I wake up to a deadly silence, my groggy eyes take in my surroundings to find myself still in the carriage.


    I was lying on the seat and aforter was ced on top of me.


    Did....


    Did he ce this here? I was alone in the carriage but then as soon as I realised it, the door pulled open and I saw him standing there Where were you? Task but he doesn''t bother to answer.


    He drops something into myp and I look down at it in confusion.


    Get changed.


    I am outside.


    And with this, the door is closed on my face.


    I pick the clothes to find it to be a local dress.


    My eyes drift down to my attire and my cheeks burn.


    ---- eee = I was only wearing his jacket all this while.


    My legs were all naked.


    One could even see my panties.


    Without wasting another second, I put on the clothes.


    Surprisingly they were exactly my size as if they were made for me: Where did he get it from? T open the carriage door indicating I was done and he steps in, not before asking the coachman to continue.


    The carriage starts moving and I offer him back his jacket.


    He takes it begrudgingly from between my fingers.


    Your father doesn''t have to know about this.


    Just tell him we got caught up in something.


    He avoids looking at me and my brow arches up.


    And why would I lie to him? That nerve in his forehead ticks again.


    So that he doesn''t worry.


    But if you want to murder the little freedom you get bying out of those