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009: "The Maid Seems More Relevant Than The Doctor, I Can't Fuck The Old Man, Now Can I?"

(Anastasia's Point of View)

There had to be something wrong with me because, once again, I was violating rule number 3 as I knelt beside Enzo on the bed, assisting him in removing his blood-soaked sleeve shirt.

I frowned as I saw his wounded arm. I reached out to touch it, but he seized my wrist instead, and our gazes locked.

His blue eyes were corrosive, staring at where I crouched. I gasped and withdrew my hand slowly.

My gaze was drawn to a basin of spotless warm water and a towel that I had brought in earlier. I saturated the towel and squeezed the water out of it before looking up at him.

I stood there waiting for him to respond, order me away, and punish me for breaking rule number three.

Wasn't I really pushing my luck?

I started cleaning his laceration and put alcohol on it after he didn't say anything. I was expecting a pained response or some other indication that he was hurt, but instead, he drew a pistol from the back of his trousers and loaded it with bullets with no expr
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