Deep love: insatiable lover

Benjamin’s tone seemed soft but his attitude was firm.

The two were not particularly close, but Vanessa could not refuse his kindness, so she had to do as he said.

-Is there a first aid kit in the office?

-The secretariat has it.

-I’ll take care of it.

With that Benjamin turned and walked out, and when he returned again he had a small white first aid kit in his hand. He went straight to Vanessa, put the box on the table and opened it.

-I will do it myself.

-I’ll do it. I trained a lot for wounds in the army and it’s a piece of cake to deal with wounds, it’s quick and agile and it doesn’t hurt you.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Although Vanessa was embarrassed to tease Benjamin, she couldn’t say no when she met his gaze, so she smiled and agreed.

Opening the first aid kit and taking out the necessary tools, Benjamin quickly went to treat Vanessa’s wound. He did it expertly and quickly, and in fact Vanessa felt little pain.

In the blink of an eye, he had bandaged up again and Vanessa didn’t even look out.

-Well, be careful not to touch the water for a few days, and use your hands sparingly.

Benjamin put his things away, went to wash his hands and when he returned he opened the thermos and told Vanessa to drink the soup.

It had been a long time since Vanessa had felt such warmth and care. With her hands in the bowl, she couldn’t help but feel a little dazed.

As a result, Vanessa did not notice Benjamin’s gaze on her, let alone the somewhat ambiguous gesture between the two men.

The office door was unlocked, so Dylan stood in the doorway and caught a glimpse of the two of them in an ambiguous position.

He recognised Benjamin immediately.

After all, for Dylan, Benjamin is his love affair.

“So Vanessa left Brisa at home and didn’t care if she ate or not, to go out with Benjamin at the office? Didn’t you remember what I told you last time?”

Anger flared and Dylan’s eyes grew darker and darker.

He curved his lips coolly and pushed the door open.

-I’m very sorry to have bothered you….

Dylan leaned lazily against the doorframe and looked at Vanessa with mockery in his tone.

“What are you doing here?”

Vanessa’s body stiffened, but she quickly regained her attention. She looked at Dylan and was stung for a moment by the mockery in his eyes.

-You came here, what’s going on?

He made his voice as calm as possible and looked at Dylan with indifference.

-You left Brisa alone in the house just to go out with someone… Vanessa, have you forgotten what you did to Brisa? She didn’t even eat her lunch and she was waiting for you. If Brisa gets sick to her stomach because of this, I won’t leave you alone!

Dylan exploded with rage, despite everything.

Not that he didn’t see Vanessa’s hand, but the irritation made him simply ignore it.

“Because of Brisa again?” Did she care so much about Brisa? Why is she standing in front of me but doesn’t see my bandaged and injured hand, and has nothing to ask? Just one missed meal and Brisa gets sick to her stomach? Heh, obviously she looks alive and well, not at all like she has stomach sickness. It’s fake, isn’t it?”

Vanessa thought mockingly.

-I didn’t leave Miss Brisa alone, I made a special reservation at the Hotel xx before I left home. Six courses and a soup, as Miss Brisa had requested. I think that at the speed of the hotel, lunch would be delivered by 12:10 at the latest. At normal time, ten past twelve is almost lunchtime, isn’t it? In other words, I got her to eat on time, so how could that cause her stomach problems.

Benjamin didn’t know who Brisa was, but he knew something from the conversation between the two men.

He frowned disapprovingly, looked at Dylan and said:

-Mr Dylan, forgive me for taking the liberty of asking. From what you say, Vanessa is looking after someone these days, isn’t she?

Dylan raised an eyebrow, turning his attention to Benjamin.

-Yes.

Benjamin was even more disapproving, with a hint of exasperation in his voice.

-Mr Dylan, have you seen Vanessa’s hand? Her hand was cut by sharp, broken glass, and there were more than two or three of them. An injury so bad that she can’t even touch water, and you let her take care of someone else? Why, may I ask, on what grounds? Even if Vanessa has done something wrong, just make it right, why should Mr. Dylan do this to Vanessa.

“Is he already speaking for her? He’s really sincere.”

It seemed to Dylan that Benjamin was becoming more and more of an eyesore. Naturally he saw Vanessa’s injured hand, only before he could ask, his eyes filled with rage at Benjamin’s attitude of rightly defending Vanessa.

In his anger, how could he care about Vanessa’s hand, even as he deliberately said even more outrageous things.

-Hurt? I remember you were fine this morning before you left. What, did you hurt yourself on purpose because you didn’t want to do your duty to make up for your mistake?

Dylan looked at Vanessa and said.

The tone was one of derision and suspicion.

It is clear that he said it because it was on his mind.

-How could Vanessa do something so stupid? Mr Dylan, I hope you think twice when you speak.

-When has it ever been your turn to interfere in my affairs with Vanessa? Who are you? What qualifies you?

Dylan resisted the urge to pick a fight with Benjamin and stared at him with a grim, questioning look.

-Just because I’m Vanessa’s boyfriend, you can come to me if you want, but I hope you won’t hurt Vanessa again and again.

Benjamin’s eyes narrowed and his gaze was scathing.

The two men’s eyes met, and for a moment it was as if lightning and thunder had struck, and silent smoke filled the air.

-Boyfriend?

Dylan looked at Vanessa.

-Darling, do you recognise that word too?

“Why not? Dylan can let Brisa despise me, so why should I put up with it?

-Yes, that’s right, Benjamin is my boyfriend, so please ask Mr. Dylan not to bother me in the future as well.

-Good, very good.

Dylan looked at the two with derision and blurted out the words before turning away.

At that moment, Vanessa clearly felt the tension in the air. Her heart contracted with him, as if it were about to squeeze. She actually regretted it, knowing the kind of person Dylan was, and she feared he would take revenge on Benjamin.

“After all, that’s the sort of thing Dylan will do, isn’t it?”

-I am sorry to have taken the liberty of saying such a thing.