Chapter 10

Otis's POV

"Marsh, my Beta. It's been a long time since we've had a match."

I could hardly believe my ears when I heard that.

Conrad was going to have a match with Marsh! Why would he do that?

I looked over at him as Conrad stood on the high platform, his body as strong as a mountain. The pressure that emanated from him just now caused the other fighters to avoid his eyes.

Although I always knew he possessed great strength, I had never seen Conrad's full power. The last time he very easily tore apart that group of rouges, I was so focused on the fear that I didn't get a good look at how he fought them.

I couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

If I had been able to watch their match, it would have taught me a lot. It was a chance for me to become a part of the shortening distance between the strongest and the

I heard a shout of surprise, and Conrad took the lead in attacking Marsh, and they began to fight. The sound of fists hitting flesh reached my ears. I could feel that their strength and speed were much stronger than those of the previous fighters, making it almost difficult for me to see how they were fighting.

The fighters on the stage were cheering. They were very excited, this open fight between Alpha and Beta was equally rare for them.

I watched their fight intently. Conrad was particularly serious, his attacks were getting faster and faster, and Marsh's defense was getting more and more strained. Suddenly Conrad sent an attack from a difficult angle that sent Marsh flying off the stage.

OMG!

I worriedly ran towards Marsh who fell to the ground and lifted him from the ground to lean on my arm.

"Marsh???? Marsh? How are you feeling? Are you okay?"

My voice was tinged with urgency.

Marsh was for me my second real friend after Mrs. Wynna. He was very careful with my training and taught me many fighting skills so that I was not as weak as before. He would also keep me company when I was down. So I was very worried about his condition.

Marsh coughed and seemed to want to say something, but Conrad suddenly came towards us. He stood in front of me, his face fierce as he grabbed me by the shoulders and yanked me up, and the force coming from my shoulders made my shoulders start to ache.

"I made you come to the training ground so you could get training. But what are you doing? Are you trying to get rid of your slave status by seducing my Beta?"

His voice was surprisingly loud as if he was roaring, and it spread throughout the training ground. Everyone in the room looked over towards us, and I could feel their eyes falling on me.

I felt so aggrieved and ashamed.

Why did Conrad humiliate me like this in front of everyone? I had been training very hard and had no spare time to seduce Marsh!

At this moment, I felt like I was back in Grey Pack again. This is how those brutal Grey Pack members treated me. I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss of humiliation.

I wanted to retort, but then I saw Marsh's red, swollen shoulder. It wasn't even a simple, minor injury that needed immediate attention.

I didn't understand why Conrad's punch was so powerful, and not only did Marsh fail to resist it, he suffered such an injury. Why would he do that?

Marsh looked over his shoulder, and he seemed confused as well.

"Are you okay?" I asked him with concern.

"Fine." Marsh stood up from the ground, "It's just a small injury, I'll just take care of it a little."

After that Marsh walked towards the clinic in the distance.

I looked at his red and swollen shoulder, which could not be described as a minor injury at all. Even the numerous beatings I had endured in Grey Pack rarely resulted in such an injury. Marsh is my friend, and I felt I should go up and help him.

I was ready to follow, but then Conrad's menacing voice rang out.

"Stop right there!"

My body shuddered and I turned my head to look at him.

"Follow me."

He turned and walked off in a direction, and looking at his back, I was both worried and confused.

What was he going to ask me to follow him for? Did he think that the humiliation he had just inflicted on me in front of everyone wasn't enough, so he was going to treat me even more harshly?

I felt some fear and didn't want to follow him anywhere else, but I didn't dare to disobey him.

Soon Conrad took me back to his room. He took out a medicine cabinet from the cabinet sat down on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Didn't you notice that I was hurt too?"

He had some annoying voice that sounded, "You are my maid, the one who should be concerned should be me, not other men!"

I looked at the bruises on his chest and was speechless.

The reason he misunderstood me was actually that I didn't notice that he was also injured?

I felt aggrieved. After all, from my point of view, Marsh was the one who was knocked to the ground, and he was my friend I had to check his status.

"Catch. Move."

The pillbox was thrown at me by Conrad. I didn't dare to hesitate and quickly fished out the ointment for the bruises from inside the medicine box, opened the cap, and approached him.

Conrad's body has a special aroma, he seems to be sweating, this aroma mixed with the smell of hormones in his sweat into my nostrils. I felt as if my mind went blank for a moment.

I felt thirsty, and a kind of... craving.

Why was this happening to me? Why did I find the smell of Conrad so appealing?

Just as I was frothing, Conrad's impatient voice rang in my ears again.

"Hurry up! Move! Don't dawdle!"

His voice brought me to my senses.

I refocused my attention on his chest. His wounds were partially hidden by the collar of his shirt, so I gently unclasped his collar.

I held my breath.

Moon Goddess! What is this?

The outline of Conrad's muscles was clear in my vision. His muscles were stronger than Marsh's and looked flawless, like a perfect work of art created by the gods of heaven. The bruise was right in the middle of his chest, and instead of ruining this perfection, it made me more excited because of this different color. This site, along with the scent of his body, affected my brain like crazy.

This was the first time I had seen a man's body so close up, and I could never have imagined that I would be so attracted to it. He wasn't even completely naked!

I was almost losing control of my sanity. My soul was being pulled by something indescribable, wanting to merge with him.

It was so beautiful.

I bit my lip to restrain my impulse to squeeze out the ointment and dip a cotton swab into some. But I was standing on the edge of the couch, and if I wanted to medicate Conrad, I had to get even closer to him.

Just as I was hesitating, I was suddenly wrapped around my waist.

Conrad pulled me right over and pressed me against him!

"Are you an idiot? How can you medicate me while standing there?"

I don't know why, but at this point, I felt as if his voice wasn't as fierce as before.

He was pressed against me, and we were so close that my breasts were pressed against him. The reassuring warmth spread from his skin to mine, my heartbeat instantly became much faster and I felt my cheeks gradually become hot.

I propped one arm on his shoulder, holding my upper body away from him, and then took a cotton swab in the other arm to gently apply the ointment to him.

Conrad's face was on my side and his breathing seemed to become labored, his ragged breathing easily reaching my ears. The hot air from his breath blew on my ears. I blushed and my heart beat faster. His scent became more intense and made me dizzy.

Why did I become like this? Why does he fascinate me so much? Is this the attraction that belongs to a man?

I quickly applied the ointment all over his wound while I was thinking nonsense, and by the time I finally put a piece of gauze on him, his voice rang in my ears.

"As my maid, you can only care for me, not any other man."

I froze for a moment when I heard his words. I looked at him and his expression was calm as he looked at me. Those deep blue eyes were charming.

Was it because my concern for Marsh made him misunderstand? Maybe he wasn't so disgusted with me after all?

I explained to him, "Marsh is my friend. He helped me a lot in the training ground, and I was only concerned about him as a friend. I have no intention of trying to seduce him."

I thought my explanation would clear up the misunderstanding between us. But I didn't expect Conrad's face to suddenly change. He cupped my chin directly with one hand, and his dark blue eyes were filled with ferocity inside, like an ocean about to erupt into a tsunami.

"I have eyes of my own. I can see! No need for you to question!"

His fingers squeezed my chin so hard that I felt the pain coming from there, a sudden pain that left me confused and aggravated.

I had explained to him in earnest! Why didn't he believe me?

Once again, I remembered the scene where he humiliated me in front of everyone, and my vision was gradually blurred by some uncontrollable liquid.

Finally, I heard him say to me.

"Get out!"