Beautiful

Raman came out of the bathroom after taking a long bath, dressed himself up and headed to the kitchen before going to see the stranger he saved.

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Shutting the door again for the third time, I returned to the trundle and sat on the edge of it. What was taking him so long to come? It's been over thirty minutes since I've been patiently waiting for him to walk right through that door with the intention of coming to check up on me. I was starting to get really tired of waiting and was also starving. I needed to take a shower, my body was starting to itch and it was becoming unbearable. Where on earth could he be? Why hasn't he come yet?

I kept mumbling to myself as I rubbed my palm against my tummy that wouldn't stop growling. Finally, the door to my room slowly crack open and a man walked in. At long last, he finally came to check up on me and due to that, I couldn't help but feel relieved and happy at the same time but when I lift my gaze to the man who had just walked into the room, what I saw was breathtaking... Completely beyond my imagination.

The man who was about six feet tall was holding a fancy tray with fruits and a dinner knife in it. His charcoal black silky long hair that was an inch longer than mine fell over his broad shoulders. The black shirt he was putting on was having a hard time hugging his muscular arms that it was almost like his arms were going to rip off the shirt. But the shirt and the long black trousers he wore gave an outstanding beautiful touch to his pale skin. His perfect slightly pointed nose and pink bow lips that was even smaller than mine, his sliver eyes also did a great and perfect job by contributing to his perfect oblong face.

He walked into the room and the rooms temperature immediately changed, the room suddenly became cold, the scent of fresh squeezed oranges filled the room. He walked up to me and sat a few inches away from me before placing the white fancy tray next to me.

"How are you feeling now?" He said looking away from my direction but I kept mute. His voice was like pleasant music to my ear, I couldn't help but study and admire the left side of his face. "Are you still in pain?" He asked and finally looked at me and in that moment, our eyes immediately locked.

His silver eyes were like they were actually piercing through my soul, I got lost in his eyes and every other thing became invisible, the only thing i could see were those pair of silver eyes. It was almost like he could see right through me, like he could see my deepest fear, desire, passion and lies. My eyes traveled from his eyes to his nose and mouth and to his eyes again. He was way beyond handsome, he was totally beautiful. If there were to be a competition between humans and amine characters, I'm very much sure he'll walk away with a gold medal award. Never in my life have I seen such a beautiful creature or ever imagined that a man could be this beautiful, his beauty could actually cause one to sin.

So I'd rather say he's sinfully beautiful.

Raman stared at her captivating baby blue eyes, her face was covered in dirt but it could bearly hide away her beauty. Though he had seen many more women that were beautiful than she can ever be yet there was something about her beauty that got him attracted to her like crazy. Not only her beauty but there was something about her that felt different, something about her that awakens the dark, unhuman side of him and it was happening again. His demon began to awaken and he was finding a hard time trying to tame it which has never for once happened to him. He needed to look away as soon as possible else he might lose control over himself. Raman immediately tore his gaze off her but her eyes were still fixated on him.

"Are you still in pain?" He asked again.

"Hmm...mmm...I'm not in any sort of pain." I replied nodding my head telling him "no", still admiring this beautiful creature in front of me.

"OK then. Eat up and take a shower, if there's anything you need just inform me." He said and stood from the trundle and began walking away and in that moment, I immediately came back to my senses.

I had finally met my saviour but I haven't even thanked him yet for everything or told him that I need clothes or even asked for him name and now he's leaving.

Sprinting out of bed, "Wait..." I yelled out and thankfully, he halted in his steps. I walked up to him but he didn't turn around to gaze at me. "Thank you for everything... For saving me from the royal guards, for bringing me here, for nursing my wounds and for the kind gesture of offering me fruits. Thanks a lot." I said hoping he'll at least say something or turn around but he didn't, he just nodded his head slightly and was about leaving again.

"Wait... Can I please know your name?" I asked but he tilt his head slightly, still maintaining the same position.

"Raman. The name is Raman." He replied. "Hmm... Raman... Can I call you hero?" I paused, "Only true heros would do what you've done for me. So is it ok if I call you hero?" I asked hoping he might consent to it but he kept mute. "Can I?" I asked again and walked a little closer to him.

"Hmm..." He nodded slightly.

"Thanks..." I said and smiled, "Hmm... Hero, I actually need some clothes to change into and I don't have any at the moment." I paused before I continued my statement, "I don't know if you know what I mean but I need some clothes. I'm sorry if I'm asking for too much or being a burden..."

"No, you're not asking for too much neither are you being a burden, I understand what you mean. Go take a shower, I'll give you some of my clothes to wear for the meantime then you can go get some clothes later at the market. There's a nearby market around the area and don't worry about the money, I'll take care of it. If there's anything else you need just inform me, I'll be next door. " He replied and finally walked out of the room.

"Wow... My saviour really is a kind and generous man." I said to myself and went back to sit on the edge of the bed. Picking up tray of fruits, I hesitated a bit, wondering if I should have it before taking a bathe or not. I told myself to have after taking a shower but my body didn't a bit comply to my decision and at the end, I gave in to the hunger that was devouring me. The instant I was done, I couldn't help but giggle at myself and finally headed to the bathroom to take a long refreshing shower.

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Raman was going through his closet, looking for clothes that might probably fit her and luckily he found one. It was a blue jean trouser and a white T-shirt which he had never actually worn before cause the shirt was too tight for him and the length of the trouser was not up to his ankle. He immediately teleported himself to her room and luckily for him, she was in the bathroom. He placed the clothes on the bed and immediately teleported to his room.

What the hell is wrong with him? Would he really go that far as to reveal his identity just to make sure he get her what she wants. He even agreed to her changing his name and calling him her hero. She really is a burden to him because she didn't know how much she was torturing him. Her face, her lips, her voice, her captivating baby blue eyes, everything about her awakens his demon, why? He thought to himself as he was pacing around the room. His head was in a total mess, he wasn't thinking straight at all. What he needed right now was space, especially from this stranger, he needs to maintain a safe distance away from her.

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I came out of the bathroom after taking a warm shower, water dripping down my unclad body to the floor and the first thing I noticed was the clothes on the trundle. I walked up to the trundle and found the pair of blue Jean and a white T-shirt, I was happy to know that my handsome, no...beautiful saviour actually brought clothes for me to wear as a smile crept to my face. I stood in front of the large dressing mirror that hung on the wall. I was satisfied with what I saw, I wasn't dirty anymore neither were there any leaves in my hair. I picked up the clothes Raman had brought for me and put them on, I just couldn't stop thinking about my saviour. But then, the big question was who could this man be? How was he able to defeat the royal guards and even make them scream?... I thought to myself after I was done putting on the clothes on. Anyway that wasn't important anymore. The most important thing is that I'm alive and safe. I thought to myself, walked up to the bedside drawer wondering if I might find a first aid kit and luckily I did. I sat on the vanity chair and dressed my wound. Once I was done, I returned the first aid kit to the drawer before I immediately scurry out the room, wondering if I might help myself to find his room. I knew very well that if I want to get to know my hero more, I'll need to learn to be free around him. I opened the door and take a few steps out of the room into the hallway but I couldn't help but freeze on a spot with my mouth hanging open and I couldn't help but wonder how on earth I'll be able to get to his room.