Taken Away

When Layla woke up, she subconsciously turned over, thinking she was still alone. Unexpectedly, her palm touched the scorching temperature, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

The tattered clothes that were still on Reznik last night was gone. He was now naked from the waist up and his strong body was displayed—she immediately noticed the scars crisscrossing his fine body.

Layla realized too late that her hand was still on Reznik’s abdominal muscles. She immediately retracted her hand as if she was burned.

On the other hand, Reznik looked at the little white abbit who had just woken up with a smile. His evil eyes stared at her tightly. The little white rabbit who had just woken up was still very beautiful and the delicate features could still be seen on her fair skin.

The long hair brushed across her cheek disobedientlu, making her eyes look a little dull and naïve.

“Do you like it?” Reznik teased her deliberately.

Layla’s cheeks flushed. She stood up quickly as she was being chased. She stood barefoot on the moldy. Smelly floor and said incoherently: “S-Sorry! I was asleep… I really did not mean it!”

Reznik looked at a her panicked back and laughed.

Layla ran out of the door and felt pain in her breasts. She looked down and saw that they were already red. She did not think too much about it, thinking that some mutant insects that were common in the Garbage star had bitten her and caused her redness and pain.

In the blink of an eye, Reznik stayed at the Garbage Star for a week. During these seven days, their plain days in the Garbage Star as scavengers continued. These times, whenever Reznik came out, he never failed to use a mask to cover his face. After all, his figure was known across the entire galaxy.

As for Reznik, the man who suddenly appeared next to the orphan Layla, the distant neighbors and some scavengers were talking about it.

Reznik did not care at all. He had already contacted his trusted me. Ever since he learned about Layla’s level and unique skill, he had already processed a new identity for her with him as her guardian.

It was time for him to go back.

When he returned to the small shack of Layla, he suddenly heard Layla’s cries for help. His nonchalant expression froze, a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes. His sword-like eyebrows wrinkled and he pushed away the crowd of onlookers who never bothered to help the poor girl.

For Reznik, it was unforgivable. But he knew the rules of the jungle applied in the Garbage Star wherein resources were scarce. In fact, these onlookers wanted Layla to die in this farce. With her death, there was one less person fighting for the scraps.

“No! Ahhh! No! Aaaah! Let me go! No! Stay away! Help! Aaah! Help!” Layla cried and struggled desperately. Her clothes had been torn apart by a pair of big black dirty hands.

It was only in this moment that Layla truly realized the danger of living in this place where no army patrolled and with no neighbors who were willing to lend a helping hand. She was scared, chilled, and angry.

One thought repeatedly rang inside Layla’s mind: ‘I want to fight back. I want to be strong. I want to tear this wretched man into pieces!’

Too bad, Layla’s body was so malnourished that she could barely move her body.

The wretched man pressed Layla down as he laughed like the devil. There were several men watching beside her, laughing and talking about the beautiful appearance and skin of the girl in front of them. They kept talking how fun it would be to fuck Layla until she died.

It was in this moment of despair that a loud bang suddenly erupted.

Reznik kicked the door open. When he saw Layla surrounded by several men and her clothes being torn, anger instantly controlled his brain.

The power of oppression that only SSS level individual possess erupted!

His sharp gaze swept the men in front of him as if he was looking at a pile of dead people.

Before the men could react, they were shot in the head with his spiritual energy. Like invisible tentacles, his spiritual energy condensed and pierced through the men’s brains at the same time.

Before it could even start, it had already ended.

Layla, who came from the peaceful times of the Old Earth, just witnesse one of the men die in front of her, his brain splattered to her.

She had never seen such a bloody and disgusting scene before and she could not accept it for a moment and fainted.

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When Layla woke up, she almost thought she was still dreaming.

Her deer-like eyes slowly opened. When she saw the environment she was in, her eyes widened to the extreme.

The broken ceiling of the shack was long gone, replaced by glass ceiling. This was not the reason why Layla almost dropped her jaws. What amazed her were the stars and the milky way that seemed to be within her grasp!

A though flashed in Layla’s mind: ‘Am I out from that place? Did Marshal Reznik really take me away? Am I in his starship?’

Layla sat up and the white silk quilt slipped off her body, revealing her not-so developed breasts and her white and thin shoulder blades.

Only then did she realize that she was not wearing anything at all!

Looking around, when she saw how luxurious the big bed was, Layla was already numbed from all the luxury around her. She carefully pulled the clothes neatly placed on the bedside table. The fine texture of the clothes was something she had never worn before even when she was still in the Old Earth—low-key extravagance that reminded her of the brands that were out of reached in her past life.

Walking barefoot on the wooden floor, Layla looked around and walked towards the door without handle. At this time, the sensor of the door immediately detected her thermal energy. Then, it opened.

By coincidence, Reznik entered.

Wearing a white military uniform adorned with his epaulettes paired with combat boots, his fierce brows softened as he looked at Layla. A flash of interest flashed across his eyes as he took heavy steps towards Layla.

The soles of his military boots stepped on the floor, making a ‘click clack; sound. Every step seemed to step on Layla’s heart.

Layla was stared at by Marshal Reznik’s aggressive and evil eyes. On instinct, she slowly retreated until she could no longer take a step back. Her knees hit the sofa and she bent her knees and sat straight back on the single sofa.

Reznik raised his arms and pressed them on the armrests, showing a posture of imprisoning someone in his arms. He bent down slightly and stared straight at Layla at eye level.

His deep husky voice shattered the tensed atmosphere. “You’re awake. How do you feel?”