It was no longer an age of prosperity.
Order had vanished, and the law had collapsed.
The world was forced into chaos—where the weak preyed on the strong, and only the fittest survived.
To stay alive, to face the grotesque and terrifying tide of zombies, to endure the constant threat of hunger—even the most beautiful woman needed the protection of a man.
After saying that, Leo glanced behind Kristen. The corners of his lips curled slightly as he said calmly,"Be careful behind you."
Kristen was eating while struggling with her decision—whether to leave or stay.
This was clearly her own home.
Yet this man was utterly hateful. He had taken her chastity, enjoyed her body, and even forcefully occupied her home, trying to drive her out.
It made her furious.
Just as she was lost in thought, she heard Leo's warning and instinctively turned her head.
"Ah—!"
She screamed. Her body slipped off the sofa in fright, hitting the ground heavily. She didn't care about the pain—she scrambled desperately, rolling and crawling before throwing herself straight into Leo's arms.
Behind the sofa—
Josh, who had turned into a zombie, stood up with a twisted grin, baring hideous teeth as he lunged toward her.
Thanks to Leo's timely warning, the zombie missed, crashing into the sofa and shaking it violently.
"H-he… how did he become a zombie… Help me… help…"
Trembling in Leo's arms, Kristen clung tightly to his neck, her entire body shaking as she cried in terror.
"If you can stay quiet, it probably won't attack you yet."
Leo took advantage of the moment, wrapping an arm around her soft waist. His tone remained slow and calm, his expression indifferent—though there was a faint hint of amusement in his eyes.
Kristen was far too frightened to stay quiet.
She didn't even notice his wandering hands.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Josh—the zombie—struggling up from the sofa, lunging at her again.
"Ah—!" she screamed once more.
She was just a woman. Even someone experienced in the business world would be helpless at such a life-and-death moment.
Bang!
Just as the zombie was about to pounce, Leo suddenly stood, still holding Kristen, and kicked out fiercely.
The zombie was sent flying backward.
At the same time, Leo remained calm, looking down at the terrified woman in his arms as he asked,"Have you thought about it?"
Seeing his relaxed demeanor, Kristen's eyes twitched in anger.
This damned man!
At such a critical moment, he was still asking this—wasn't he clearly forcing her to agree?
Her anger surged, even dulling her fear.
Without thinking, she bit down hard on his shoulder.
Leo wasn't wearing anything, his upper body bare and well-built.
"Hiss… Are you a dog?!"
Caught off guard, he gasped. Though it didn't hurt much, it was unexpected enough to almost make him drop her.
"I'll stay!" Kristen snapped, letting go and glaring at him, her face flushed.
A clear bite mark appeared on Leo's shoulder, nearly breaking the skin—fortunately, his body was tough.
"Good."
Leo smiled.
He tossed Kristen—still flushed and exposed—onto the sofa, then bent down and picked up the fire axe from the coffee table before charging toward the zombie.
The secret of why zombies didn't attack him couldn't be discovered by Kristen.
Fortunately, during the chaos earlier, she hadn't noticed anything unusual.
Kristen, thrown onto the sofa, quickly grabbed a wool blanket to cover herself. She shot Leo an annoyed look—regardless of the situation, she didn't want her body seen, even by a zombie.
She was a very traditional woman.
But soon, her attention shifted.
Watching Leo's actions, her eyes widened in shock, her hand covering her mouth.
Whoosh!
The axe flashed twice in rapid succession, slicing cleanly across the zombie's neck.
Black blood sprayed everywhere.
The zombie collapsed, its head rolling across the ground.
Leo noticed that his strength had increased—almost twice what it had been before the apocalypse.
Could it be… because he had been bitten?
There was no time to think about it.
This would be his base for a long time. The corpse had to be dealt with—it was too obstructive to leave inside.
"You eat something first, regain your strength. We'll deal with the rest when I get back."
As he spoke, Leo dragged the corpse away, his gaze openly lingering on Kristen's figure without any attempt to hide his desire.
Kristen froze for a moment, then flushed deeply, both embarrassed and annoyed.
She wasn't naïve—she knew exactly what he meant.
Pouting, she said nothing.
Leo didn't care. He carried the corpse outside, tossing it onto the road, then headed toward the car.
At the same time, he called Elizabeth.
First, to reassure her—to make sure she wasn't frightened being alone.
Second, to tell her he had found a relatively safe place.
Once the roads were clear, he would come back for her.
"Hey, Elie."
"Leo, are you okay?" Elizabeth's soft, worried voice came through the phone.
"I'm fine," Leo replied. "I'm District 2. There are fewer zombies here. Once I settle in, I'll come back to get you."
He hadn't told Kristen about Elizabeth yet—but he had planned to tell Elizabeth about Kristen.
Before he could say anything, Elizabeth spoke again softly,"Oh… I'm glad you're safe. The Villa you mentioned—is that where the beautiful boss you told me about last night lives? The one from your internship company? Is she… still alive?"
"…."
Leo didn't know how to respond for a moment.
He thought for a while, and then said bluntly: "Still alive, I already fucked her before I
called you... you won't be angry, will you?" "
There was a brief silence on the other end.
Then Elizabeth spoke again, her voice gentle, though slightly strained,"I'm not angry, Leo. I love you. I'm yours now—and I always will be. Don't worry. I checked the food today—it's enough for me for a week. I'll wait for you. Just stay safe… I'll keep myself for you. If anything happens… I'll go find..."
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