Ruby Mercer nodded, her eyes red from crying!
To be honest, she was terrified!
She almost died at Alvin Hargreaves' hands.
Christopher Moore took a deep breath and finally gazed into her eyes under the dim moonlight.
The man gently touched her still-swollen cheek, his gaze dropping to the marks on her neck, and finally spoke with difficulty, "If, if by any chance, such a thing happens again, you must stay alive, you must stay alive to see me..."
Ruby Mercer's heart trembled, lost in the depths of his eyes.
It was a long time before Ruby finally cleared her throat and asked, "Does it matter even if he touched me?"
Christopher Moore once again pulled her into his embrace, "I want you alive!"
Not a cold corpse!
If she were dead, everything would lose its meaning!
Ruby didn't reply, her back closely pressed against the man's scorching chest, its rhythmic beating providing her with an intangible sense of security.
