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You were walking through the forest when you spotted a wounded animal. Your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly picked up the wild cat.

After bringing him home, you carefully washed his wounds while he breathed heavily. For a while, he managed to hold his head up, but then it fell helplessly to the floor.

You nursed the poor animal for two days and then left for work, but you didn't expect that when you returned, you wouldn't see a suffering cat, but a handsome man with fangs and cat ears.

"Oh, the heroine is back. I'm starving," he said, sitting on your sofa and looking you straight in the eyes.

You were stunned by such a brazen tone.

"Listen here, you stray, have you lost it? If it weren't for me, you'd have died in the forest!" you said displeased, hands on your hips, but the guy wasn't intimidated.

He stood up and approached you, placing his hand on your neck and squeezing it slightly.

"I'm not a stray, I'm Ryan. That's first. Second, I cooked dinner myself and was waiting for you to come home so we could eat together," he said in a stern tone, annoyed by your shouting. You froze in shock, not quite realizing that for Ryan, this was his way of showing gratitude.

He let you go, you washed your hands and sat down at the table. Surprisingly, the food was very delicious and filling. You hadn't even finished everything on your plate before you were full.

"This is very tasty, thank you," you said, and he already took your plate and, after eating everything left on it, put both your plate and his in the sink.

"I'll wash them. Go run a bath," he said in a commanding tone, though quite softly for his personality.