Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 178: Her Trust

Chapter 178: Her Trust

Leander was shocked by the indifference in her tone. If she knew about the Vitale family, she should know what they do to the women they mark. Considering her aversion to pain and humiliation, she should be trembling with fear right now.

Why is she not?

Not that he was unhappy with her reaction, but he was confused.

"Do you know what happens when they mark a woman?" he asked.

Maybe she doesn’t know the whole details about that family.

"I know. They force them in front of their husbands and record it... recently the daughters-in-law of some family became their victims," Viviana nuzzled into his chest. "I wish you were a little soft here..." she mumbled. It felt like leaning on a rock.

Then she remembered Evander mocking him for becoming pudgy. Maybe Leander maintains his body to feel like a rock fearing mockery from others. His gym has various equipment she’s unfamiliar with. To be honest, she’s never visited a gym a day in her life. Walking from the bus stop to her house is the maximum workout she does.

Maybe she should utilize the house gym.

Uh!

Not necessary. She doesn’t like to sweat. It’s not like she is FAT fat. She’s a little curvy, that’s it.

Listening to his heartbeat, she closed her eyes resting on his firm chest.

Well, having a rock-hard body is nice, at times. But at times it is not. But if she has to choose, she’d prefer a rock-hard body to a plump one. Plump ones are available dime a dozen. Rock-hard abs are hard to find.

She knew because she worked in the marriage registration office for a while. Most of the men who came there were a little pudgy. Not fat, but pudgy. Very few were well-built.

Given that the men with well-built statures mostly married model-like women. She will never come under that category of women. Not in length, not in breath, not in beauty, and not in attitude.

But she ended up with a dude who has stairs on his abdomen. And his tattoo...HOT!!!

It makes her feel hot looking at that stairway on his abdomen. She’d enjoy this rare specimen to her heart’s content as long as it lasts.

Work hard, Leander... For my sake, so I can enjoy you all I want.

Viviana patted his chest smirking proudly. What was she proud of, she didn’t know. If she was Viviana Mattias who worked in the Civil affairs bureau, she would have shown off her perfect husband to everyone.

She giggled like a high-school girl in love.

Leander could only see the top of her head and he heard her giggle out of nowhere. He got worried that she is laughing out of panic.

He sat up holding her. "Are you okay, Mousy?" he asked.

Viviana felt a little disoriented as she was suddenly pulled up. She leaned on his chest. He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back to look at her face. Her hair was all over her face and she giggled some more.

He’s acting weird.

"I’m fine. What’s with you?" she asked looking at him as he brushed her hair aside.

Leander looked at her. She drank a little more than usual at dinner. But she didn’t look drunk or tipsy. She looked fine and there was no sign of worry or panic on her face. He knows her troubled expression. Even he was surprised by her happy expression.

Happy? Content?

Whatever that was, she didn’t look worried.

"Why are you not worried?" he asked.

This one must have lost her marbles out of fright. He still couldn’t believe that. And he even got angry. She gets scared of him thinking that he would kill the whole world with a nuclear blast, and even his small-fry brother who only know to shout, and his relatively-tame grandfather.

But she is not worried about the Vitale family?

"Why should I worry?" Viviana furrowed her brows. Why is he still on that? "I’m YOUR wife. And you’re still alive. Why should I worry?" she asked.

Leander was stunned by her answer. She is trusting him that much?

"What are you looking at, silly lion?" she pinched his cheek. "Who can take something from the Young Lion’s shadow? Certainly not a slithering cobra..."

She got down from the bed and walked to the bathroom. She wanted to wash up before falling asleep. This guy leaves his load inside her all the time.

Sure, there is no pregnancy scare, but it’s messy. Can’t he use a condom for once? But... that won’t stop the mess her insides make though unless she uses a condom too. Would that work though? She didn’t think so.

Well! Who knew having sex is a messy business? But it’s still so fun... she was glad she got to know how it feels and be with a man who knows how to do it. She’s heard some men don’t.

When she came out after washing up, Leander was still up. Leaning on the headboard of the bed, he was in deep contemplation.

She understood why he was so stressed. The recent stress he emitted must be from this issue. It’s a matter of his pride and the pride of his family. She bears the Kastello name. She cannot be taken by other men.

She knew he will worry for her and that’s why she didn’t find the need to worry. She knew this was coming ever since he started proclaiming that she was his wife everywhere. She had enough time to prepare her heart.

She had no regret in dying.

Yeah, to die.

She knew it. Either Leander protects her or she dies.

Yeah, she won’t go through that torture.

But she had a feeling that she doesn’t have to find a way to off herself. Leander’s family will take care of that. They will certainly kill her before the Vitale family gets her.

That’s the easy way to protect the pride of the Kastello family.

If Leander is planning on protecting her, he will have to protect her from the Vitale family and also from his grandfather.

It is what it is.

The truth is often a bitter pill to swallow. And she accepted the truth.