Sweet Aphrodite's POV
　　"Can you really eat by yourself?" I asked him and I glanced on his arm.
　　He nodded reassuringly. "I'll be fine."

　　We ate silently. I am alert for his needs and I quickly help him when he is reaching for something. The side of his lips rose making me blush a bit.
　　"Relax, baby. I am fine," he uttered then chuckled.
　　I blushed even more because of his endearment. Why is he being sweet in words, now? I feel like something has changed and what's between us just got deeper. I mentally shook my head when I realized that I still have dilemmas to solve before I could fully give in.
　　"I could clean your wounds," I suggested when we're done eating.
　　Shaking his head, he said, "No, don't worry. I'll do it."
　　I sighed then nodded reluctantly. I think it will be better if I'll be the one to clean it so I can do it really well to avoid infection but I know he would not let me. It is like I can't do anything because he is already too firm on his decision.

　　I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen before I went to my room. I decided to take a bath before I go to sleep.
　　Under the shower, I can't keep thinking things. Because of what happened earlier, I remember my savior. In moments like that when I am in danger, he always comes to save me. Without any effort, he could stop the creature that hurt me. Sir Lennox saved me, too, and he got shot because of me. They both saved me but the mysterious man did not show himself again. It is Sir Lennox who's here and I can't help myself but to fall even deeper for him.
　　I don’t want to be torn between two men. I want to settle to only one even if it’s still vague and unclear.
　　After drying myself, I wore my night dress. I went outside the bathroom, planning to blow dry my hair but I almost jumped in shock when I saw Sir Lennox sitting on my bed. Our eyes met then he scanned me from head to toe. My cheeks heated profusely and to hide it, I turned my back to him and went in front of the mirror. I plugged the hairdryer to the outlet and sat on the chair.

　　Why is he here? It is the first time he went here and I don’t know how to act!
　　The dryer made a noise when I opened it. I pointed it on my hair. My eyes quickly saw his movements through the mirror and my heart raced when I saw him advancing towards me. He gently grabbed the blow dryer from me and proceeds on drying my hair. He used his injured arm to hold it and his other one gently caressed my hair.
　　“I can do that,” I stated while watching him on the mirror.
　　He focused on what he’s doing. “I can do this, too.”
　　I closed my mouth. In moments like this, I know he won’t even budge. He sticks on what he wants and I’ll just be frustrated. I exhaled softly and I became contented watching his reflection.
　　He is wearing a black shirt and black cotton pants. Some strands of his hair are touching his forehead and thick eyebrows. His lips are pressed together into a thin line and his face is telling me that he is really serious on what he is doing.
　　“How’s your wound? Did you clean it?” I asked and glanced on the bandage on his arm.
　　His jaw moved and he gave me a quick glance on the mirror. “I already cleaned it,” he simply said.
　　His hands are gently caressing my hair to let the air from the hairdryer went through. My eyes turned sleepy because of the soft caresses, massaging my scalp. But I remained wide awake just to watch him.
　　“Sir Lennox, why are---“
　　“Just Lennox, Sweet,” he said.
　　I licked my lips as I stared on his magnificent reflection. “But you are my boss,” I stated in a matter of fact tone.
　　He gazed on me with a mocking smile. “Am I just your boss, huh? Really, baby?” he sarcastically said.
　　Heat spread all over my face that it turned red. I avoided his gaze on the mirror and I stopped myself from smiling.
　　“S-so..” I cleared my throat. My eyes followed the movement of his hand when he reached for my hairbrush then proceed on brushing my hair. “We are something?” I asked, embarrassed.
　　He licked his lips and his Adam’s apple moved up and down after he swallowed. “Yeah,” he whispered huskily.
　　I inhaled sharply when my breathing became irregular as my heart pounded on my chest loudly. Silence made its way between us and my eyes never left his reflection. I scanned his face, particularly his eyes down to his body.
　　“Lennox…” I broke the silence.
　　“Hmm?” He asked softly. He finished drying my hair and now, he’s just combing it carefully.
　　“We don’t really know each other, do we?” I asked.
　　My blue eyes met his gray pair through the mirror. I can’t stop seeing the mysterious man to him because of the resemblance but it seems impossible.
　　“Why?”
　　I shook my head. “I just know someone who resembles you,” I added.
　　“But you would know if that is me, right?” he asked.
　　I sighed after shaking my head. “It’s complicated,” I answered remembering the half-mask and the black jacket that the mysterious man was always wearing during those times I met him. I looked on his face through the mirror. “But if that’s you, then you should have told me.” Plus that man is a vampire while Lennox is a human. “Right?”
　　He smiled a bit. “Right. Does that bother you?”
　　I just sighed and slowly shook my head. It bothers me a lot because I have feelings for the both of them but now, I feel like I need to choose. And in my situation now, I would choose the person who’s here with me. It is Lennox that I would choose. He’s here plus the assurance. While that man is not showing himself. But… but I am still sad because I miss him. Is he angry to me?
　　I stared on Lennox’s reflection. I feel like I am in a hard situation. I tried imagining that the three of us meet in a place. My thoughts crumbled. I can’t choose between them because I feel like I have the same level of emotions for the both of them. I don’t know what to do anymore.
　　Lennox put down the hairbrush then he bent down a bit and hugged me from the back. He rested his chin on my shoulder then he planted a soft kiss on my neck. I sighed softly. We stared on each other through the mirror.
　　“Can you focus on me, only to me?” he asked.
　　“What do you mean?”
　　“Forget everything from your past and let’s face the future together, Sweet Aphrodite.”
　　I swallowed hard. There is a hint of guilt in me, remembering the mysterious man. Can I forget him? But thinking of a future with Lennox seems promising to me. There is a light feeling in my heart with that thought.
　　He removed his hug from me then stood. His hands on my shoulder guided me to face him. I looked up to him and the passionate expression on his face made me forget all my worries. His hand caressed my cheeks then he bent down to kiss me softly. I closed my eyes and cherish his kisses. He pulled away and rested his head on my forehead. He gently kissed the top of my nose. I sighed dreamily.
　　His fingers intertwined to mine then he stared at my eyes deeply. “I’m yours. And I want to claim you, to own you but I want you to do it voluntarily. Because Sweet, I have given up my heart for you. I am already yours. And I’ll wait for you.”
　　My lips parted. The emotions are hard to contain and I feel like my heart would explode any time from now. How nice is it to have someone to love you passionately? I am going to experience it now, with him.
　　“Lennox…”
　　“For now, can we make this official?” he asked huskily then kissed my hands, his gaze never left my face.
　　I feel like I am melting. Tears clouded my eyes. I have been longing for me to love and to be loved and this is the chance. I will finally experience it without the feeling like I am obliging someone.
　　On the orphanage, I always thought that the nuns are just telling me that they love me because they don’t want me to feel unloved. They feel obliged and responsible. And I don’t want that kind of love. I want a love that is passionate and true. And that is given to me now.
　　I nodded to him before I hugged him. He enveloped me inside a big hug and it made my whole being warm. I live for this.
　　“I love you,” he whispered.
　　A big smile stretched on my lips. I looked at him. “Do you really mean that? I feel like everything is too fast,” I said.
　　He shook his head. “Believe me, I’ve been waiting for too long,” he whispered.
　　I automatically closed my eyes when he kissed me. It was gentle and passionate that I could feel it on my heart and bones.
　　Our kisses deepened then he carried me to my bed. After he laid me, he went on top of me and continued kissing me. I hook my hand on his nape and the other is touching his hair. His lips went down to my jaw down to my neck. My eyes closed tightly due to pleasure. His hand start wandering on my curves that made me shiver.
　　My body is feeling hot and it is reacting on his every touch. The softness of his lips made me shiver. I opened my eyes when he stopped kissing and touching me. Our gaze met and he slightly smiled at me.
　　“I want to make love with you,” he whispered.
　　My cheeks blush profusely. I covered my face with my hand in embarrassment. This feels awkward. He chuckled and he tried removing my hand on face.
　　“Baby,” he said huskily with hint of smile. “Don’t be shy…”
　　“Lennox.” My lips pouted a bit.
　　We stared on each other’s eyes then he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.
　　“But I feel like you’re not yet ready. So let’s just cuddle and sleep,” he said.
　　My eyes widened a bit in surprise. “R-really? Is that okay?” I asked.
　　He smirked and rolled beside me. I glanced at him and he put his arm under my head then he pulled me closer to him. I am already facing him sideways. He kissed me on my cheek.
　　“You’re a baby,” he whispered.
　　I shook my head. “No.”
　　He chuckled and hugged me tighter. I squeezed in myself on his hug and ironically, it feels comfortable and securing. I love this feeling and I hope it won’t go away.