Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 126 Sylvester's Plea

"Ouch, babe, that hurts," Sylvester Gomez winced as Cicery released her grip and backed away from his embrace. Her eyes, reddened from emotion, looked up at him. 'Sylvester,' she said with a quivering voice, "Sylvester." Sitting up straight and leaning forward, Sylvester gently kissed her smooth forehead. "Babe, you gotta have faith in your man, feel secure with me."

Seeing Cicery upset made Sylvester sigh softly, his heart growing tender.

Her gaze swept across his face, taking in every feature. "Sylvester, I trust you, I just feel... off."

That discomfort made her want to lash out.

With her eyes tracing the contours of Sylvester's face, Cicery eventually rested her head against his neck, her voice muffled, "Do you... remember what happened five years ago?" Sylvester held her slender waist, his grip tightening slightly at the question.

Five years ago?

He remembered dealing with some business in Klievoria state, but nothing about Cicery.

"What about five years ago, Cicery?"

She bit her lip hard enough to turn it a deep red, a sign of her frustration.

He'd forgotten.

Sylvester had actually forgotten!

Cicery bit down on his neck, venting her feelings through the bite. Sylvester squinted his eyes but didn't pull away; instead, his hands softened their hold on her. What on earth happened five years ago?

"Baby..." he started.

Cicery ignored him, biting down harder, the pain sharp but fragmentary.

Sylvester licked his lips, holding her close. For the first time, he felt the fury of Cicery's jealousy.

It was an uncomfortable feeling.

Yet, strangely satisfying!

He'd always thought he was the one head over heels, but it was clear now that Cicery deeply loved him too.

But it all seemed to go back to that incident five years ago.

He needed to uncover the past, and the only way was to get Cicery to talk.

"Babe, you're hurting me," he murmured, his voice low, playing the victim for the first time.

At his words, Cicery instantly loosened her bite but didn't lift her head; instead, she soothed the spot with a gentle lick.

With movements reflective of a primal healing, she tended to his wounds like a small animal.

The tender, moist caress wandered across his neck, challenging every nerve in his body.

Sylvester Gomez felt like he was going insane. Cicery, she seemed to have been sent from above just to torment him.

His hand glided upward, gently gripping Cicery's delicate throat and pulling her away.

His eyes, alight with unabashed desire, fixed intently on the girl whose eyes were rimmed with red.

He didn't rush her; with patience only for her, he waited.

Cicery glanced sideways, her fingers softly caressing the vivid red marks on Sylvester's pale neck. After a long while, she said, "Sylvester Gomez saved me five years ago, but it seems you've forgotten." A frown creased Sylvester's brow. He saved Cicery?

How could he have no recollection of it?

"Five years ago, in the valleys of Klievoria state, I had escaped from Unbounded Peak to avoid being caught. Taking the most perilous paths, I accidentally fell from the mountaintop." Hearing this tightened Sylvester's grip, and a heart-wrenching feeling enveloped him.

"I was in so much pain, not a single part of me was left unharmed. I thought I was gonna die, but then you showed up, Sylvester Gomez."

Back then, even though Cicery was a trained creation known as a Medicinal Human, she was nearly at her limit.

She truly believed her fate was one of darkness, of death...

But then Sylvester Gomez arrived.

Lost in her own memories, a slight smile played on Cicery's lips, "You said I was badly injured and needed to be taken to the hospital." "You also said whether I'd survive was in the hands of fate."

His tone was characteristically arrogant.

She remembered every word he said.

It was the first time she saw him, and she thought he was more beautiful than anything else in the world.