what about me

Zenos alighted from the car, covered Hayden properly, and strode into the house at a long and fast pace while carrying Hayden in bridal style.

Zenos pushed open the bedroom door and shut it behind him before making his way to the bed.

Zenos carefully placed Hayden on the bed, filled a glass cup with water, and handed it over to Hayden. “Are you hurt?”

Hayden collected the water and drank everything before returning the empty cup to Zenos.

After so much crying in the car, it’s the least this lustful beast could provide to quench his dry throat. Hmph!

Zenos returned the empty cup to the table and sat on the sofa.

Hayden didn’t even bother to give Zenos a response.

Or, it’s right to say that what Zenos got as a response to his question was a blank stare from Hayden.

Zenos’ lips pressed into a line, and his glazed eyes fell on the boy. What is Hayden playing at? It has already been a few days. Is he still holding grudges?

Before he could regain control over himself, Zenos had already aske