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"Now let's get you home and i'll make you dinner. What would you like?" He asked softly, smiling but not coming any closer to her as he started the car and drove to her house

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Kai smiled, glancing over at her and sighing. Oh, he was so sold. Pulling into the driveway, he killed the engine and gently carried the books inside. He placed them on the table before gently carrying her bridal-style into the apartment and into her bed. He smiled adoringly, tucking a lock of hair behind her shoulder before going and sleeping on the couch. He double and triple checked throughout the night that she was warm and comfortable and safe.

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At 5am the next morning, Kai got up and walked to the kitchen. He made her breakfast again, making sure the books weren't damaged as he moved them

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Kai walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Good morning. I have paperwork to do today so i'm gonna head out. I left you breakfast on the table, books are on the shelf, and I did the dishes. I'll get out of your hair now" He said, pulling his hand away mid-sentence. "Sorry for bothering you and...yeah" His smile faltered for a moment, his heart panging with want to stay with her all day, but jobs had to be completed. "Call if you need" He added, walking out the door and driving to his house. He dressed in his usual black jeans and black t-shirt before going to his father's mansion. He spent the enitre day getting yelled at and hit for not reporting back the previous night. He had kept pleading and apologizing to his father as he was beat before finally escaping and going to his own mansion. He sat on his bed, crying and wanting to see Lorlelei. I told her to call if she needs, and if she doesn't, i'll leave her alone. She doesn't want you. You're a killer. Not good enough. She hates you. Don't talk to her. His mind scolded him, telling him these things over and over

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Kai picked up immedietly. "What's wrong?" He asked, already grabbing his keys and tracking her phone. He pulled up beside her, hopping out and grabbing her gently. He crushed her against his chest, his cheek pressed against her temple. "Who did this to you?" He asked softly, gently, nodding when she said the name. "This will never happen to you again. I promise." He vowed softly, opening the passenger door for her and turning the car's heater on. He offered her his hand halfway through the drive