*Warning- this chapter contains mature content which might be uncomfortable for you*
"You are welcome"
Mara spoke softly. She patted the man's back with a small smile. "So are you satisfied now?" she questioned and released the hug. Earning a nod from Oliver. He stared into the young woman's eyes, drowning in her beautiful eyes.
"All thanks to you" he whispered. Causing the young woman to chuckle in amusement. "When did you become so sweet, Oli?" She smiled and slapped the man's arm but not too harsh. "Ugh!" The soft slap made the man's face twitch in agony.
It was when Mara finally remembered about the wound. "Oh my god, I am so sorry" The young woman panicked and observed the wound on Oliver's arm. She did not know what to do. Just gulping in anxiety and guilty. "It is fine" Oliver smiled.
