Come in 178
Posted on July 08, 2025 ยท 0 mins read
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Yannis said, โ€œIf you couldnโ€™t get it undone, why didnโ€™t you ask me for help?โ€ Zinnia sat at her dressing table, pouting slightly, while Yannis stood behind her, carefully untangling the strands of hair wrapped around her head.

โ€œI didnโ€™t think itโ€™d be so hard to take out,โ€ Zinnia pouted. โ€œItโ€™s my first time trying this hairstyle.โ€

โ€œNext time you need anything, just come find me right away. We canโ€™t have you feeling unhappy,โ€ Yannis said, his voice playful but gentle. He looked at Zinnia nibbling a strawberry.

She mumbled through a mouthful of strawberry, her cheeks puffed out. โ€œWant some?โ€ she asked, holding up a white strawberry and offering it to Yannis without turning around.

Yannis chuckled. โ€œHold it up a little higher, Zinnia. I canโ€™t reach it from here.โ€

Zinnia looked into the mirror. Yannis was so tall that his head didnโ€™t even show in the reflection. All she saw was his slim waist in a tailored black suit, cinched by a dark belt that showed off his nice figure.

Zinnia moistened her lips, thinking, โ€˜I want to touch his waist.โ€™ Turning her head, she held out the strawberry.

Yannis murmured, bending down to take the strawberry with his teeth, his eyes meeting hers.

With her makeup gone, her delicate face was clear, soft, and youthful. Her lips were rosy pink, shiny with strawberry juice.

Lately, whenever Zinnia wanted something from him, she would flatter him first. He wondered what she wanted this time. Sure enough, the next second, she asked, โ€œCan I touch your waist?โ€

Zinnia bit her lip, looking at him with bold, honest eyes. She thought, โ€˜His waist looks so perfect. I wonder how it feels to touch. Probably amazing.โ€™

Last time she hugged him, she hadnโ€™t even felt his waist. This sudden question left Yannis speechless. She really had a way of catching him off guard.

His eyes met Zinniaโ€™s. Her clear eyes were full of hope, her gaze eager but innocent. She was genuinely asking, with no hidden motives.

โ€œWhy?โ€ Yannis asked lazily, not refusing outright. He really wanted to know.

Zinnia said, โ€œBecause your waist looks so touchable and beautiful.โ€

โ€œWhat if I say no?โ€ Yannis asked, a playful glint in his eyes.

โ€œThen I wonโ€™t,โ€ Zinnia said with a shrug. โ€œIt was just a quick thought.โ€

His waist looked so good that she couldnโ€™t help but ask. If he didnโ€™t want her to, she wouldnโ€™t push it.

โ€œGo ahead,โ€ Yannis said, raising an amused eyebrow at her quick surrender.

He thought, โ€˜Honestly, she gives up so easily. She doesnโ€™t even try to act cute or wheedle, no persistence at all. Lucky for her she met me; with anyone else, sheโ€™d never get anything done.โ€™

โ€œYou agreed!โ€ Zinnia beamed, her eyes lighting up.

โ€œWhen have I ever refused you, Zinnia?โ€ Yannis said with a gentle smile.

Zinnia paused, realizing, โ€˜Heโ€™s never said no to my request before.โ€™

Yannis hardly ever refused her anything. She was very curious. The more someone told her she couldnโ€™t do something, the more she wanted to try. One mistake, and she could easily go astray.

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Within safe limits, Yannis would let her do whatever she wanted to keep her happy. Once she experienced something, the excitement would fade, and that way, he could keep her safe.

Yannis thought, โ€˜Real protection isnโ€™t about hiding someone from danger. Itโ€™s about helping them see the risks themselves.โ€™

He wanted her to figure out right from wrong, learn about things, and decide for herself. By guiding her to make her own choices, he hoped she would grow independently.

โ€œIโ€™m going to touch you now, okay?โ€ Zinnia put down the strawberry and looked up at him, seeking his approval.

Yannis muttered, โ€œOkay.โ€

โ€œCan you take off your jacket?โ€ Zinnia asked, looking up at him. โ€œItโ€™s hard to feel anything through the fabric.โ€

โ€œShould I take off my shirt too?โ€ Yannis chuckled, teasing Zinnia who was pushing her luck. Even as he teased, his fingers unbuttoned his jacket, then shrugged it off.

Zinnia shook her head. โ€œNo way! Then youโ€™d be naked.โ€

Zinnia thought to herself, โ€˜Master said itโ€™s not right to look at a naked man.โ€™ As clever as always, she chose to do the right thing.

Yannisโ€™s smile widened. โ€˜She does have some sense of decency after all,โ€™ he thought.

Zinniaโ€™s hand rested on Yannisโ€™s waist, her fingers moving over his silky black dress shirt. โ€œThereโ€™s something hard here,โ€ she whispered, curious.

Zinnia looked at Yannis with wide eyes. His stomach had firm, springy muscles. She couldnโ€™t resist and poked them twice.

โ€œThatโ€™s called abs,โ€ Yannis said, amused by her naivetรฉ.

He thought, โ€˜How did Nathan raise her? She has almost no boundaries with guys. Luckily she met me. If it were anyone else, sheโ€™d be taken advantage of.โ€™ โ€œAbs? How many do you have?โ€ Zinnia asked curiously. โ€œIโ€™ve heard Maisie talk about them before. Maisie says a guy needs eight-pack abs.โ€

โ€œWant to count them yourself?โ€ Yannis asked, smiling amusedly.

โ€œOkay!โ€ Zinnia said eagerly and reached out to count his abs with her fingers, one by one.

Yannis immediately regretted it. He looked at her hand on his waist. Her face was so delicate, and her long lashes lowered in concentration. He could feel her gaze intensely on his waist.

When her eyes traced over him, a warm feeling spread under his skin, making his eyelashes flutter slightly.

He watched her fingers carefully measuring his waist. In the quiet room, he felt her fingers slowly move across his skin.

Finally, after tracing his abs, her hand moved to his lower back. He felt her soft fingertips press on his spine, and a tingling sensation shot up inside him, spreading through his whole body.

The faint smile on Yannisโ€™s lips faded, and his fingers clenched involuntarily.

โ€œWow, eight-pack!โ€ Zinniaโ€™s eyes lit up, still tracing the ridges sheโ€™d just counted.

When she pulled back her hand, Yannis took a quiet breath. He knew letting her do this made her happyโ€”but he also felt intensely sensitive. Every touch felt like tiny ants crawling under his clothes. โ€œZinnia, you must never do this with other guys, okay? Theyโ€™re not me. They might try to take advantage of you,โ€ Yannis warned softly.

Yannis suddenly felt worried. After spending time with her, he saw she probably grew up in a simple, sheltered world, with little defense against others, and no real sense of boundaries with men and women.

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โ€œIโ€™ve only ever touched yours, Yannis,โ€ Zinnia said sweetly, with innocent happiness.

Hearing that, Yannis felt a small surge of happiness. She really knew how to sweet-talk him. Watching her bright smile, he thought, โ€˜Sheโ€™s so easy to please!โ€™

But Yannisโ€™s happiness only lasted a few seconds before his smile froze.

โ€œYannis, when you die someday, can I have your ribs?โ€ Zinnia looked up at him, her eyes shining with genuine excitement.

She couldnโ€™t help but think how perfect his ribs were. They would make a beautiful display. Looking at him with shining eyes, she said, โ€œYour ribs are so lovely. Theyโ€™d be perfect for my collection.โ€


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