The Prince Who Loved Me - Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

A horrific scene that was hard to distinguish between reality and dream, the sharp smell of blood brushing past her nose.

Just when her voice wouldn’t come out as if she were paralyzed by sleep paralysis.

She heard the sound of water from the sink, and River appeared among the thugs.

He was casually wiping the moisture from his hands with a napkin, but paused when his eyes met hers.

Then, as if trying to escape the awkward situation, he smiled charmingly and said.

“They got into that state fighting among themselves.”

“….”

“Though you wouldn’t believe me if I said that.”

He looked so neat that it was hard to believe he was the one who had beaten up three grown men, and Bada almost believed his words.

If she hadn’t seen the blood slightly staining the left side of his shirt.

“You have blood on your shirt….”

“I know. I bought it yesterday to look good for you.”

Just as Bada was searching for words to say while watching him casually shrug his shoulders.

Footsteps began to echo from the corridor.

“Oh no.”

River frowned as if troubled, then grabbed her hand and started walking quickly.

Without time to think about anything, Bada was led down the emergency stairs.

When they reached the dark parking lot, he found his bike and seated her on the back.

Then he put a helmet on her head and fastened the buckle.

Only then did Bada come to her senses and ask.

“Wait, but why do we have to run away? If you think about it, those men started the trouble first….”

“Ah, guys like that are usually like cockroaches and stick together with their friends.”

“What?”

At that moment, an echo-like sound spread from the terrace of a building in the distance.

“That’s the bastard! Get him!”

Bang! Bang!

At the sudden gunshots, Bada trembled and screamed in shock.

“It’s okay, Bada. Let’s get out of here first. Hold on tight.”

He got on the front seat of the bike, wrapped her hands around his waist, and quickly started the engine.

The voices of rough-looking men could still be heard from behind.

River rode the bike with suspiciously excellent skill, racing along the coastline.

When the surroundings became quiet, Bada felt the texture of blood slightly smeared on her hands wrapped around his waist.

It seemed to belong to those men.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation flowed down Bada’s neck.

The scene from earlier looked less like a fight and more like a one-sided cleanup operation.

The image of him casually joking after beating down three grown men like a killing machine flashed before her eyes.

‘Who… exactly is he?’

When she turned her head slightly, she could only see endless quiet darkness.

It seemed they had sufficiently shaken off their pursuers.

Bada spoke in a trembling voice.

“Stop.”

“What?”

“I said stop!”

At her shout, the bike stopped on the shoulder with the sound of tires scraping against asphalt.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“You… what exactly do you do? You keep naturally changing the subject whenever I ask about your identity!”

He gazed at her with assessing eyes in the darkness.

A drop of cold sweat ran down the back of Bada’s neck as she tensed at his unreadable gaze.

After hesitating, he opened his mouth.

“…I do public service. Other than that, it’s a bit difficult to explain right now.”

Public service.

His explanation made Bada even more troubled.

Fighting skills that could easily handle three men simultaneously.

The protagonist of a famous spy movie wearing a tuxedo and eliminating enemies came to mind.

Could he be a secret agent belonging to the state like James Bond, something like that?

“But why did you beat those men to that extent?”

“Because those guys insulted you.”

Bada was quite surprised by his confession.

She thought it was because those men had insulted him by spitting in the steak. But it wasn’t that—it was because of me?

“…But. To you, I’m just a woman you met for the first time today.”

At those words, River chuckled as if something was amusing.

“Those guys are obviously small-time gang members who sell marijuana or party drugs. I just made them pay the right price.”

At those words, Bada took off her helmet, handed it to him, got off the bike, and started walking.

If he wasn’t a secret agent or spy, there was no way to explain what he just said and the earlier scene.

A secret agent on official duty.

She thought such things only existed in movies, but it seemed they really existed in reality too.

‘Then I shouldn’t get involved.’

“I understand you don’t trust me, but I’ll take you home. It’s dangerous to walk alone.”

“Right now, you seem like the most dangerous thing here.”

River turned off the bike, got off, and followed Bada while pushing the vehicle.

Bada turned her head to glare at him at the sound of footsteps following her. Then he explained in a calm voice.

“I’m just trying to take a night walk too.”

At her sharp gaze, he pouted his lips cutely.

“I just couldn’t stand by and watch those guys say dirty things about you.”

“Even so, how could you beat people to a near-death state like that….”

“Sorry.”

“….”

“But I promise you. I’m not originally the type to throw punches carelessly. I just learned that you have to teach manners to guys who say nasty things to ladies.”

After finishing his words, he wore a quite serious expression. Was this not a joke but the truth?

“…Who did you learn that from? Did you take some gentlemen’s etiquette introductory class somewhere?”

“Well, something like that.”

“….”

Come to think of it, the formality and manners ingrained in his body were not ordinary.

Like pulling out a chair at the table, or when unavoidable physical contact was necessary, only lightly touching the back of the hand or near the elbow. He also seemed very skilled at handling napkins and utensils.

Even from Bada’s perspective, having worked at an investment bank and dealt with numerous wealthy clients, his manners were perfect.

Moreover, his language was quite refined, with a polite yet mysteriously intimidating tone.

Such naturally flowing manners are usually the habits of the top 0.1% who were born into the upper class.

While Bada was lost in thought, River spoke.

“Anyway, sorry for startling you. I lost my mind for a moment hearing what those guys were saying about you.”

At his apology, Bada couldn’t quite find words to say.

Her heart was complicated with a mixture of confusion, gratitude, and eeriness.

“Anyway, there are many stray dogs around here, so it’s dangerous. I’ll just quietly follow behind.”

“…Alright.”

The two walked under the moonlight, maintaining exactly the same distance.

When she shortened her stride, he shortened his too, and when she lengthened her stride, he lengthened his accordingly.

Like a well-trained hunting dog.

Walking in the night breeze like this, her anxiously racing heart gradually calmed down.

Before they knew it, the two had left the coastline and reached the main street.

Despite the late hour, the streets were bustling with restaurants and street vendors still open for business, and there were many tourists around.

Bada was passing by a shop selling resort wear when she suddenly caught sight of their reflection in a mirror.

That’s when the bloodstained shirt he was wearing began to bother her. Bada spoke to him.

“Let’s get that off you.”

At Bada’s sudden words, he raised an eyebrow.

“Isn’t this moving a bit too fast all of a sudden?”

“….”

“Well, if you want me to take it off, I’ll take it off.”

“…I mean let’s do something about those bloodstained clothes. Mister Dark Knight.”

At those words, he smiled cheerfully and nodded his head politely.

“At your service, my lady.”

River parked his bike on the street and followed her into the clothing store.

“Welcome.”

“Hello.”

The store owner paused when he saw River removing his shirt, then let out an exclamation of admiration.

In Bali’s humid climate, there were many foreign men walking around shirtless.

But River’s exceptionally tall frame and muscular upper body naturally drew attention.

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