She missed his sll and presence, she freed herself from the hug reluctantly and looked up to the people gathered to greet her.
Viktor felt envious of Zane's hold on Cyra's heart; seeing her looking towards them, his mood brightened imdiately.
Cyra waved the others away. "Kyle, Viktor, stay behind."
She approached them, her sharp grey eyes scanning their bodies. Her gaze made them shift nervously. They froze at her low, pointed question: "Why do I sll fresh blood on you?"
They exchanged panicked looks, their hesitation confirming what Cyra assud was sha for their injuries and frowned, noticing their wounds seed serious.
"There is nothing to be ashad of injuring in a fight...Go to the health centre and treat your wounds... I am giving you a week's holiday and an increased salary." Cyra's cold but concerned words made them guilty, and she was unable to bear her concerns.
Zane wisely stayed silent, hiding his amusent as their guilt visibly weighed on them. Cyra had misunderstood completely
"Umm...boss...the wounds are not serious, I have suffered worse than this...no need for a week's holiday." Kyle voiced out with Viktor nodding his head in agreent and support.
Cyra saw they wanted to work and didn't force them; she nodded and, taking Zane's arm, headed into the mansion.
"Sigh...."
The both of them breathed out in relief; they looked at each other and frowned in disgust. They left, going in different directions.
Cyra felt her body relax as soon as she entered the mansion. She went up the stairs, and her eyes brightened a little when she saw her fluffy, soft bed in front of her.
She washed off the gri from her journey and sank into the bed, falling asleep surrounded by its softness.
Zane didn't disrupt her; he entered the bathroom and picked up his toothbrush; he kept feeling a shocking sensation from the left side of his tooth. He thought maybe so crumbs or food particles were stuck in between.
He brushed carefully, rinsed, and glanced at his caral skin in the mirror. Pinching his cheeks and stomach, he suddenly understood Viktor's problem after eating the pie.
Relieved his workout was paying off. Imagine him swinging a sword with a big belly; all his graceful movents will go down the drain.
Zane never bothered to consider his weight before, but now he experiences the sweet sorrows of eating and being conscious of your weight.
Closing the doors gently, he went to his study and brought out a small silver box, turning it on.
He uploaded his studies, connected to the class, and tried to pay attention to the words the teacher was saying; he rembered a month ago when he thought Elental synthesis was simple, not knowing it was the introduction.
He recalled when he showed Cyra to explain to him, and he shuddered when he rembered that mory.
*That day*
Like any other afternoon, Zane brought out the cubic box to study.
After registering for the curriculum, he received an ID for attendance and exams.
Paying a fee from the term, he entered Elental synthesis subject, Atomic table was the subject.
The table of numbers and abbreviations left him overwheld.
He watched the video play with the teacher explaining and felt like the words were passing through him without him understanding a drop of anything.
He paused the video and wiped the sweat from his face, feeling exhausted and brain-tired. Feeling things couldn't go on like this, he checked the ti and saw it was 6 in the night, his wife would be awake by now.
Turning off the screen, he took the box and entered the elevator. Getting out, he walked through the hallways before he reached their room.
Opening the door, he saw his wife putting on her clothes; he quickly sat on the table, patiently waiting for her to wake up fully.
"What's wrong, love?" Cyra asked, noticing Zane's impatient tapping. She could tell he needed her help.
Zane flew forward as if seeing his saviour, "Wife, can you explain this subject for ?" He turned on the hologram screen and showed her the table and the lesson.
"Ohh.. chemistry...hmm, not quite," Cyra muttered to herself; she took her ti to read and digest the new atomic number and minerals.
It's quite different from chemistry, more advanced, but she could get a full understanding of these unique minerals.
Zane allowed her to take her ti while he played with her hair, secretly thinking she might not know it.
Cyra was fascinated the more she read, engrossed in their properties; after a while, Cyra rembered Zane was waiting for her.
"Sorry for taking too long...I needed to understand it first. Now, let explain." Zane looked up in surprise and with focused attention.
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