323. Happy and safe

BEEP

The door creaked open, and Jemma raised her head from her knees to look at the man who had entered the apartment following a fatal fight. His demeanour was ferocious, his eyes blazing and filled with death. She spotted his bloodied palms and the drops on the floor. Her throat dried as she realised how serious his fight with Sebastian had been.

She shivered with terror. Noah sighed deeply when he saw her sitting on the floor beside the couch, hugging her knees and crying. He approached her, his gaze softening as he carried her in his arms. He silently led her to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.

He removed some ointment from the drawer near the bed, pulled up her dress, and checked the bruises on her white thigh. Jemma bit her lips, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. He applied ointment to her softly. His touch was so comforting that she sobbed.

He sat at the edge of the bed and gently wiped away her tears.

"Does it hurt?" he asked in a raspy voice. She only shook her he