Oops! My Escort Is A Mafia Don - Chapter 84: Chapter 84

Julian remained perfectly calm. "Oops. My bad. I'd been standing too long and my leg got stiff, so I figured I'd stretch a little. She wasn't paying attention and just happened to be in my 'stretching zone,' so I accidentally kicked her."
Chloe was furious. 'How could a man be so downright awful?' she cursed inwardly. 'He actually kicked a woman—and so hard, too.' She couldn't even move her left hand now.
Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed in grievance, "Ho... Mr. Wilson, I can't feel my left hand. You have to stand up for me."
Before Dylan could reply, Olivia said, "Stand up for you? He already said it was an accident. Besides, you're still alive, aren't you? Just let it go."
"You..." Chloe's face flushed bright red with rage, her chest heaving as she struggled to find someone to blame.
In the end, Dylan personally took her to the hospital, and only then did the villa finally quiet down.
At the dining table, only Olivia and Julian remained.
Olivia glanced up at Julian. "You really went overboard. What if she sues you? What are you going to do then?"
"Overboard?" Julian said, looking utterly unfazed. His tone was still calm and casual, but it was laced with bloodthirsty cruelty.
"She should be grateful this happened in Gravellia," he continued. "If we were in East Nytherra and she tried to hurt you in front of me, I'd have chopped off her hands and fed them to the dogs."
Olivia couldn't help but shiver. "What, were you a bandit in East Nytherra or something?"
Julian let out a low chuckle. The bloodthirsty edge vanished in an instant, and he became as laid-back and easygoing as usual. Half-joking, he said, "Bandit? Nah. They used to call me the Nightmare of East Nytherra."
Olivia rolled her eyes, clearly not buying it. She figured he was just joking around.
It was almost eleven at night when Dylan and Chloe finally got back.
Chloe's hand was just dislocated. After it was popped back into place, she could move it again, but she couldn't carry anything heavy for a while.
The moment Chloe stepped into the villa and saw Julian, her whole body stiffened with fear. She didn't even dare to breathe loudly and stayed hidden behind Dylan the entire time.
She had cried her heart out to Dylan on the way back, begging him to stand up for her. But Dylan just told her she had it coming. If she hadn't tried to pull a stunt, she wouldn't have gotten kicked.
Plus, she'd accidentally called Dylan "honey" in front of others. If Dylan took her side now, it would only confirm that there was something going on between them—and word would definitely get back to Morgan through the maids.
So, she had no choice but to swallow her frustration and keep quiet.
"Mr. Hudson, why are you still up this late?" Dylan was surprised to see Julian still in the living room.
Julian put down his phone and looked up. "I get scared sleeping alone at night. Why don't you bunk with me tonight?"
"What?" Dylan thought he had misheard. He couldn't believe Julian, a grown man—tall, strong, and all that—was scared of sleeping alone. "Uh... I don't think that's a good idea. We're both guys..."
He looked visibly uncomfortable. He barely knew Julian, and sharing a room with Julian would make him super uneasy—he'd probably be up all night.
"That's exactly why it's perfect," Julian said. "Men have a strong masculine energy—it helps keep nightmares away."
Dylan frowned. "How about I get a bodyguard to stay with you?"
Julian shook his head. "Nope, it has to be you."
Dylan's expression changed instantly. He instinctively clenched his butt cheeks and gave Julian a wary look. 'Wait a second... Does this guy... want to do it with me?' he couldn't help but wonder.