Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

By the time I rushed over, I saw someone sneaking away from the mountaintop villa.

I scrambled out of the car and hurried into the living room, only to find Damien and his black-clad bodyguards standing there.

I let out a breath in relief, massaging my temples.

Damien turned around and looked at me. "I’m not as stupid as you think. This is my house-there are surveillance cameras every 30 feet here, and every blind spot on the mountain is covered."

They were originally meant to keep an eye on Genome Society and Sophia, but now, they had worked well in protecting Dexter.

Resigned, Damien shrugged and said, "He’s fine. They couldn’t even get past the first door."

I said nothing and glanced over to Ashton and Xan, who were hiding in the corner. They were both holding a fruit knife in hand as they blocked the stairway.

It was as if they were Dexter’s final line of defense, even though they were clearly no match for others. Amused, I walked over to ruffle their hair. Xan obediently allowed me, while Ashton defiantly huffed and looked away.

I hurried upstairs and unlocked all the doors to enter the room.

Dexter was looking out the window in his wheelchair. He knew that they would be coming.

Sarah had her eyes on me at the same time I started investigating Violette, revealing my identity, and suspecting Sarah.

"Sophia.." Dexter anxiously got up from the wheelchair when he saw me returning. In his rush over, he fell to the ground.

Iran over nervously and helped him up. "I’m fine."

While I was worried about him, he was also worried about me-perhaps even drowning in frustration and guilt. Dexter felt guilty for losing a leg and being unable to help with anything, like a useless burden. He hated his helplessness and inability to head out to protect me.

"Zion and Eason brought their men over and caught Sarah," I whispered.

Even though she would be released eventually for lack of concrete evidence, she had already been identified It wouldn’t be long before the person backing her would reveal themselves.

"They’ll target you and show you off as a commodity to people all over the world," Dexter said as he hugged me anxiously.

He was afraid that Genome Society would capture and parade me to the wealthy worldwide. I would be shown as a successful experimental subject to those who wanted to reincarnate through their genes and consciousness.

My and Dexter’s existence was an unpredictable wealth to Genome Society. As such, it did not matter to them at all if the network of Genome Society of the Verdentia Isles region was destroyed.

As long as they got their hands on Dexter and me, we would be like two trump cards that would bring them a steady cash flow.

They would have many ways to come back stronger. There was even a chance that they could someday reshape the order of the world to their advantage.

"We should eliminate them before they come for us, then,’ I whispered in a low voice, looking out the window. "It’s no longer safe here. I’ll leave with you-"

"Nowhere is safe when they’ve already had their eyes on us. We’ll only lose if we hide from them." Dexter held my wrist and shook his head.

the murderer who killed me in my previous lite

He was right. We used to escape and hide from them. Despite our high IQ, we were still found in no time.

"We’ll stand our ground, then," I said, looking at Dexter.

He stayed silent for the longest time before nodding. ’Alright."

He reached out to ruffle my hair, just like how he used to. It was as if he was treating me like a fool, but somehow, I craved the warmth of his palm.

"Let me out. I won’t run away, and I won’t leave you anymore," Dexter coaxed. He wanted me to take him down and plan our next steps together.

I hesitated.

I wasn’t afraid that he might run. After all, we both were a package deal. Genome Society would lose out if they let either of us disappear.

I was only worried that he might choose to sacrifice himself again.

"Sophia." Dexter reached out to hug me and nuzzled against me. He was using the same trick again. "I won’t hurt myself anymore-I promise! I was wrong, and now, I only want to face everything together with you."

He looked at his leg tearily. "I can’t do anything with my leg."

He was even trying to garner my sympathy now.

Dexter tugged at the chain on his neck. "Sophia, you can keep me locked up for however long you want when it all ends, okay? I just want to face it with you. I don’t want to hide in the attic like a useless burden." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

I was starting to sympathize with him the more he continued.

"Sophia." I only saw that his pale neck was chafed by the chains when he called for me, revealing a bright red wound.

Dexter must have struggled hard to break free from the chain, wanting to protect me.

There had always been mutual affection between us, yet our sacrifices were one-sided. He had always been willing to die for me, yet I didn’t want him to continue to have that line of thinking.

"Don’t you dare sacrifice yourself to save me again. I won’t live on my own if you die," I said in a choked sob, reaching out to unlock the chain on his neck.

Dexter only had to act pitifully with that handsome face of his, and my heart would soften.

As expected, love was truly one’s Achilles’ heel-I had to admit to that.

I unlocked the keypad lock on the chain on Dexter’s neck before looking at him. ’I’m surprised you didn’t get my password figured out. You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?’

He deliberately injured his neck so that I would feel bad for him.

Dexter averted his gaze, clearly diffident. Yet he stubbornly said, "I couldn’t get it."

I didn’t call him out on it. Instead, I grabbed the first aid kit to help him clean his wound. The antiseptic stung badly due to the friction from the chain, making him flinch instinctively.

I reached out to grab his collar and gave him a teasing kiss on the lips. It felt really good.

Dexter stared at me, stunned.

"You’re feeling the pain now? Just endure it," I said with a threatening glare as I continued to tend to his wound.

His breath was slightly rugged. Disregarding his wound, he pulled me closer and kissed me.

"Joel told me that I can fool around with you as long as I don’t kill you,’ I mumbled as I straddled him.noveldrama

Dexter frowned, as if silently cursing Joel for being nosey. I chuckled before pushing him down onto the rug and kissing him once again.

The doorbell rang outside the three doors. It was clearly Damien, ruining our moment.

"Sophia." Dexter, with his ruddy cheeks and reddening ears, grabbed at my wrist as he pleaded with me to let him out.

"Are you sure you want to go out looking like this?" I asked, my gaze falling onto his crotch area.

He was taken aback before hurriedly grabbing a blanket to cover himself. He coughed awkwardly and said, " You’re doing it on purpose."

"All is fair in love and war." I got up and ruffled Dexter’s hair. ’I’ll bring you down once you recover from your injuries. Just rest here while you recuperate."

He huffed, looking upset. However, he was easy to placate. Just a little attention when I get back tonight should do the trick.

Right now, it was more important to head out and give Damien a good beating-perhaps even set him up to meet the mastermind of Genome Society. He was shameless and useless anyway. That shouldn’t get him killed.