Chapter 12

He was amazed by how strong her heart and mind were. Seeing your family members getting killed in front of you one by one and you can only hide... Just how excruciating was that? Seeing their faces in their death... Wouldn't that make one go insane? It made him want to protect her more. However, he was also worried a lot about her. With what he had read and with all the things he had learnt about her these past few days, he can tell that she was resolved to take her revenge... And to die.

'You think I would allow that? Never.'

He was thinking of stopping her from avenging her family's death. Directly telling her was just plain stupid. He can only overwrite the darkness in her heart with light and make her accept the past so that it will not haunt her anymore.

He pretty much had an idea of what do. There was no need to hold back any longer!

He properly lied on the bed. He pulled her closer into him and embraced her. He kissed her forehead and then closed his eyes.

Around 6 am the next day—

Her closed eyes suddenly opened! Widened! She sat straight up! She missed her morning run!

"Ah?" 'Whose room is this?'

It just registered to her that she was in a different bedroom. Suddenly, he felt a hand hugging her waist. She looked to her left and saw Mr. Song staring at her smilingly.

"Mr.. Mr. Song!" She jolted and planned to get out the bed but the force around her waist denied her.

He yawned. "Good morning." He greeted. He sat straight up.

"Oh. Good mor—" Her eyes widened. She was more confused, worried and fearful.

"No! Mr. Song! Why am I here?" She asked. She wandered her eyes around. She then looked down and saw what she was wearing. She grabbed the blanket and covered her body.

She can tell that she was not wearing a bra and because she can feel her thighs touching her legs, she can tell she was not wearing a trouser or something.

'What happened last night? She was writing something, she was crying and then she was here now. Did she fall asleep? Wait.. The notebook! If Mr. Song saw it, he will surely get mad and if he tried reading it... Ah, the symbol. I drew it there too!'

She can't let him know about her plans! She promised she will not lie to him when he asked her anything but she will never bring matters about her openly. She had been keeping this plan to herself for three years already.

She set aside the blanket covering her. She turned around and was to get out of the bed to rush to the Study to get the notebook but she was pulled again by him. In his embrace! Mr. Song was hugging her waist.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

She gnashed her teeth in worry. "Mr. Song, did I do anything last night? I was reading and writing something but I think I fell asleep?" She asked. A light flashed across her eyes. "Ah! Right! I didn't even tidy up my desk! Mr. Song, I need to go."

Jin wanted to laugh. How could he not know what she was thinking? He thought he found her adorable when she tried to hide something. She was not lying but he still found it hilarious! 'Such a worrywart.'

"Yue." He called.

She trembled. "Y... Yes, Mr. Song?" She asked softly.

Jin just wanted to laugh again. Her reaction was just too amusing!

"Indeed, your desk was a mess so I tidied it up last night. I threw the notebook away because it is so tattered. Why do you keep on using it?" He asked.

"Threw it? Mr. Song, did you read what's inside? Also... Also, I can still use it to write on so I am.. keeping it.. I cannot waste the things that you gave me." She explained nervously. She was trembling.

"I did not. I threw it away and asked a servant to burn it at once. I do not like seeing tattered things in the Study." He explained.

Qiuyue heaved a sigh of relief. She was safe, still safe. She thought.

Seeing her relaxed, he turned her around, his hands on her shoulders.

"As to why you are here, I brought you to my room after I returned. I was doing some readings in my Study and heard you scream. You had a nightmare and you were drenched in sweat. It was past midnight so I took it upon myself to take care of you." He explained patiently.

She frowned. "Mr... Mr. Song, I apologised! I wasted your time just to look after me!"

Jin's lips twitched. 'Is that more important than...' He looked at her from head to toe.

She looked at him in confusion. When she realised it, she quickly grabbed the blanket to cover herself once more. She looked down. 'Did Mr. Song see everything? What should I do?'

"Yue." He called.

"Y.. Yes, Mr. Song." She was just looking down. She did not know what to say or think.

"Remember what you said before? About repaying my favour?"

Her eyes widened. She recalled what she said to him. She recalled her promise to him. She looked up at him then. Her eyes clear and full of determination. She nodded at him seriously.

'This girl!' Jin wanted to do a face palm so badly.

"Good. What I want you to do is to stay with me." He said.

"Mr. Song, am I not staying with you already? My brother too." She said with a face full of confusion and seriousness.

Jin felt that all his energy was drained by this girl's denseness. He fell back on his bed... He sighed.

Qiuyue was startled. "Mr. Song, are you okay?" She moved beside him and placed a hand on his forehead, checking if he had flu or something as she placed her other hand on hers'. Jin looked at her face full of concern. He grabbed her hand from his forehead. He sat straight up. After staring at her for a minute more, he took a deep breath once more.

"I am okay." He held her hands with his, looked at them and rubbed its back with his thumb. He looked back at her. "Yue, remember. You must tell me everything that you feel and think, okay?"

She was confused why he was asking the question, but because he is her benefactor, she thought it was only proper to tell everything to him. She nodded. "Okay."

"You must not complain about my actions whenever I am with you. Okay?"

"Okay."

"You must believe in me. You must trust me."

"Okay."

"You must remember that I will never hurt you or your brother. I will only protect the both of you."

She stared at him wordlessly for a while and then looked down. Her hands pressed on his' tightly. She looked at him then. "Mr. Song, I know you will never hurt us... But.. but please, protect my brother... You do not need to protect me... Just... just my brother..." She can feel the lump in her throat, cracking her voice.

"Just... My brother... please..." She pleaded.

He pulled her closer to him and hugged her. He rubbed her back.

'I guess this is the only way.' He thought.

"Yue." He called as he pulled her away from his embrace. "Look at me."

She cleared her throat. She wiped her tears and looked at him.

"The people you wanted to take revenge on belong to an Italian Criminal Organization." He said seriously.

Qiuyue felt that something just exploded in her mind. 'Italian...' She tilted her head slightly all the while staring at him.

Suddenly, she grabbed his shirt fiercely as she knelt in front of him. "Where are they? I am going to kill them! Tell me where are they!" She roared as she clenched his shirt with so much force, it wrinkled, the buttons came off.

"I will kill them... I will kill them.. They killed my Father.. My mother.. They killed everyone..." She bellowed as she cried, her eyes red, full of hatred and vengeance.

'This girl is so strong when she gets mad.'

He slapped her face softly, cupping it.

"Listen to me, Yue. Listen to me. You cannot take your revenge as you are now. You are weak. You are a mere ant in front of them. Before you even start, they would have killed you already." He said solemnly.

She trembled slightly, her knees giving up. She let go of his shirt.

"Ha... I.. I can't give... can't give up..." She felt that her world crumbled as what he said registered in her head.

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