“Zinnia.” Yannis’s voice came through the door, laced with concern–but he didn’t barge in.

“It’s okay. I just knocked something over while washing my hands,” Zinnia called back.

Thinking she was done, Yannis asked softly, “Mind if I come in?”

“Nope,” Zinnia replied.

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When Yannis entered, he saw Zinnia bending to pick something up. He knelt quickly to retrieve it and glanced at her. “Wanna wash your hands?”

“Yeah.” Zinnia nodded.

At her confirmation, Yannis took her hand gently and guided it to the sink. The sensor faucet sprung to life as they approached.

As Yannis’s long fingers massaged her palm, Zinnia leaned against him, half–standing, which made her legs less tired.

Her left hand was wrapped in gauze, so he fetched a soft wet wipe, dampened it, and cleaned her fingers one by one, each movement precise.

Zinnia’s eyes fell upon his hands. They were long and slender, with nails trimmed neatly. Crystal–clear water droplets clung to his skin, giving it a subtle, luminous glow. The backs of his hands were smooth, veined with faint blue lines that pulsed gently.

After finishing washing, he gently clasped her hand and began to wipe each finger with slow, deliberate care.

“You’re too good at this. Have you taken care of other girls before?” Zinnia puffed her cheeks. Her lashes flutter downward, a sudden ache in her chest somehow. ‘Maybe I’m not that special, she thought.

looking down at her. He seemed surprised by her question, which

he did her a kindness, she would go to great lengths

in her own universe, detached. The outside world held no appeal; this unfamiliar city was just a place she could abandon

some concern for him.

away. “Just asking. No need to answer

only one,” Yannis said

being cared for. Even during his two

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with Toby, who was like an older brother, always

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the only one who scolded him relentlessly, it

on him, and even older figures like Jackson and Perry treated him like a

the incident over a decade ago and his insomnia, Yannis had known little hardship. Even during the period when James cut off his allowance for

dare cross him. With James’s status, no one could force Yannis to care for others–unless he

waiting on Zinnia hand and foot, pampering her like a princess–she was the first and only person to

he’d watched James tend to Grace. James might act tough in public, but at

Yannis, stunned. She had never imagined that she was the only one he had ever cared for. She’d assumed he was a seasoned pro at

Yannis chuckled, “Guess meeting

her cheek, his eyes dancing with mirth. She had regained some color after eating, yet beneath his touch, he could still feel the hollowness

that sounds like pickup lines from cheesy CEO romances,” Zinnia huffed playfully, meeting

turned to catch her evasive gaze, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile. He said, his voice smooth, “Who said it’s a line? I mean it, Zinnia. You’re different,

thinking about you, wondering if you’re alright. So promise me you

expected it, she met his smiling eyes. He said he’d given his whole heart to her–even though

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