Vicky hesitated for a moment before saying, "I was just thinking—what are we going to do now? Where are we going to live? What's going to become of us?"
I nodded and sat facing her as I said, "As I said that day, everything's going to be alright. You don't need to worry about anything."
Vicky looked at me, her expression unreadable, but I could see a hint of disbelief and anger in her eyes.
"How can I not worry? I don't have any assets, and my savings are pitifully low—not even enough to last us for a day. I know I won't be able to find a well-paying job no matter how hard I try, especially because there are suddenly so many jobless people."
"I can't let Felicity starve or deprive her of the things she deserves. However, I can't see myself being able to do anything for her. What I see is a bleak future. So tell me, Ryan, how can I not worry?"
Her voice became louder as she poured her worries out, and her eyes became moist.
I silently listened to her and watched as she heaved deep breaths to calm her bursting emotions.After a few moments, she looked at me and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lost control like that. It's just that—"
"No need to apologize, Vicky. I completely understand what you're feeling," I didn't let her finish.
"If I wasn't sure I could earn enough money to give my family a good life, I would be worrying just like you."
"Hm?" Vicky furrowed her brows slightly when she heard me and hesitantly asked, "You have a way to earn money?"
"I do," I nodded.
A look of hesitation covered Vicky's face.
I stayed silent, waiting for her to speak up.
After struggling for a while, she bit her lower lip and asked, "What is it?"
I felt my body heat up when I saw her pleading, vulnerable, and unknowingly seductive look.
My pupils constricted slightly—I was surprised by what I was feeling because in this situation, I should have felt sympathy and pity for her… not excitement.
Damn! When did I become so… perverted?! I thought, despite knowing the answer in my heart—I had already been this way and just not had the opportunity to work on my hidden desires.
Vicky was staring at me, and seeing me stay silent, she thought I wasn't willing to tell her. So, her expression fell.
Not wanting her to overthink, I hurriedly snapped out of my thoughts and said, "You remember what we talked about that day?"
Vicky's breathing changed slightly, and she slowly nodded. "Mm."
"Good, but let me repeat—I, in no way, want to take advantage of you because you and Felicity are almost like family to me, Cat, and my mom," I said with a sincere expression on my face.
Vicky nodded, and I could see she had an idea about what I was going to say next, and she was feeling a little uneasy.
Taking a breath, I continued, "Before I tell you my offer, let me tell you that I indeed have a way to earn good money, and currently, I have enough money to live comfortably for a few years. I'm telling you this so you know I'm not making empty promises."
Saying this, I proceeded to tell her the offer, "I'm willing to take care of you and Felicity until the end of my days. I'll give as good a life as I will give my mom and Cat, but in return…"
Vicky had almost stopped breathing at this point, and my breathing was a little rushed as I finished, "…I want you to become my woman."
Hu~!
Vicky inhaled a sharp breath.
After speaking, I became nervous. I knew Vicky was a proud woman. This was why I made sure to convey to her that I wasn't pitying her but was offering to take care of them because I cared for them.
As for me wanting to make her mine, I knew she was already aware I was attracted to her. So, wasn't it natural I wanted her to be mine in exchange for taking over their responsibilities?
Despite all this, however, I didn't know how she would react, so I was a little apprehensive and anxious. Apprehensive because I didn't want this to break our relationship, and anxious because… well, not only did I want to complete the mission, I wanted her too.
Vicky stared at me silently for a few seconds, which made me nervous, but I didn't avert my gaze. A short while later, she lowered her head, her fists clenched tight.
I patiently waited.
Soon, ten minutes had passed, but Vicky was still sitting there with her head lowered.
I stayed silent, and as time passed, my anxiousness was vanishing, and a flame of anticipation lit up in my heart.
I knew she was most likely going to agree, because if it was otherwise, she would have already refused and kicked me out of the room.
Phew!
Another ten minutes passed, and Vicky exhaled, her shoulders slumping slightly even as she raised her head and looked at me.
Huh? I felt my heart jolt when I saw tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out, which made her bite her lower lip again.
Ba-Dum! Ba-Dum!
My heart started racing, and after taking a deep breath and gathering my courage, I moved near her, placed my hand on hers, and leaned toward her face—I knew she had agreed.
However, I didn't rush. Instead, I stopped right as my lips were about to touch hers and looked into her eyes.
Vicky stared into mine for a moment before she slowly closed hers, surrendering herself to me.
I leaned further down and gently placed my lips on her soft ones, the sensation of it making me shiver in delight.
Ba-Dum! Ba-Dum! Ba-Dum!
My heart was beating so loudly I could hear it—and felt she could hear it too. It was only natural because not only was Vicky someone special, it was also my first kiss.
Slowly, I placed my other hand on the back of her neck and deepened the kiss.