My Most Precious Human

I nervously squeezed the stranger's phone while listening to the waiting signal. Finally, someone took the call.

"Master?! Where are you?! Everyone's looking for your highness!" The man's voice feverishly shouted over the phone.

"Um… h-hello?" I muttered hesitantly.

"Who is this?" The person on the other side of the phone changed his tone, "How did you get Master's phone?" he asked harshly.

"Am I talking to… Leo?" I waited for the reply, but the silence made me realize it was a dumb question, "Your… friend, master or… whatever, had a car accident. I found him. He told me not to call an ambulance, and call you instead…" I explained nervously.

Leo became quiet for some time. I even checked if he didn't hang up the phone.

"H-hello?" I mumbled, impatient for any kind of response.

"I tracked the phone. Wait there. We will be there in 20 minutes tops," he stated coldly and ended the call.

I wanted to say something, but I merely opened my mouth and gasped when I heard the clicking sound of the phone hanging up.

"Seriously?! How about "please wait" or "thank you for calling me"?! Who does he think he is?!" I muttered, annoyed.

Then I looked at the car and an unconscious silver-haired guy. I sighed, then clenched my teeth. I found calling some "Leo" instead of getting an ambulance here completely insane. Besides, that guy in the car looked like he was already dead.

"What if this Leo gets here and blames me for his "master's" death?!" I wondered frantically.

In an instinctual reaction, I decided to at least get him out of the car and try performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation. No matter how the silver-haired opposed bringing him to the hospital, leaving him without not even trying to rescue him seemed inhuman.

I walked back towards the car and opened the door on the driver's side wide. Then I grabbed his arms and bit by bit tried to move him out of the car. I kept looking for any signs of a major injury, but his bleeding occurred solely around his nose and mouth. Then I also noticed blood under his fingernails.

"What the hell?! Is he sick or something?!" I wondered frantically while pulling out his unconscious body.

Finally, I managed to get him out of the car and lay him down on the ground on the side of the road. I took a closer look at his face. He was amazingly handsome. He truly looked like an angel. He wore a black, fitted suit and a dark grey shirt, which additionally made him irresistible. I couldn't understand myself, but somehow I found every detail about him amazingly alluring…

have any injuries under

my own face for having weird thoughts towards an innocent victim of an accident. Then I clenched my fists, trying to tell myself to focus on switching my brain

definitely check his pulse again, and then perform CPR," I

of his neck, pressing the carotid artery. His skin was cold as if his body temperature was way below 36.6°C. Then I felt his pulse, but it was strange… It

heart beats weakly, it is still a beating heart, right?

on his neck. I followed my unrestrainable curiosity and unbuttoned his shirt. The blue lines were more visible on his chest, making every one of his blood vessels clearly visible. His condition obviously wasn't caused by

though I felt illogically drawn towards him. I gently touched the skin on his perfectly muscled chest and ran my fingers across the blue line on his jugular towards his heart. I did it unconsciously.

pervert!" I rebuked myself,

solely to prevent myself from doing something

stopped right beside the unconscious guy and me. Two other cars parked right behind it. Some men started walking out of those cars. They were all wearing black suits which made them resemble government security agents. It was hard to see their faces because of the cars' headlights. They moved in silence, completely ignoring my presence. A few of them immediately rushed towards the silver-haired man. The rest surrounded the whole street, securing the area around the accident. Those who went towards the silver-haired carried armored, aluminum briefcases. I wanted to see what they were about to

the one I talked to on the phone?" he

You are Leo, right?"

resembled a kind of ancient noble posture and gestures. His fair skin and perfectly combed dark-brown hair made him look even more

if you called me respectably," he hissed. "Do you mind

into an awkward smile while doing my best

Lilith Fleming… Mr. Gotha," I

Alexander Fleming?" he chuckled

something wrong with

all, Ms. … Fleming," he smirked, looking me

names I made up over the years. How did he know that it was a fake name right away?! I figured that I

pointed at the silver-haired while leaning out from his

to the right,

improve as soon as he gets his medicine," he

would be?" I smirked,

your concern, Ms.

by an accident, which means he is sick. If his state is caused by a contagious disease, then don't you think it would be best if I knew about it as

state is not