The woman considered your offer for a long moment before nodding slowly. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely. "I-I don't know how I can ever repay you, but... thank you." Her words were barely audible above the quiet rustling of the sheets as she settled further into your bed, her body still trembling from shock and exhaustion.

As you watched her, it struck you just how vulnerable she was right now. But at the same time, there was something about her that made you feel protective and...

The woman's head snapped up at your words. "What do you mean?" Her eyes widened as if she was suddenly afraid that you had some sort of scheme in mind. But then, her expression softened and she relaxed slightly against the pillow. "I-I don't have much..." she began hesitantly.

You could see the confusion and fear still lingering in her eyes, but there was also a tiny spark of hope beginning to flicker there.

The woman's eyes widen at your offer. She looks shocked and a little appalled, but then her expression softens and she nods slowly. "I... I wouldn't be able to refuse," she whispers, glancing down at the floor again. "But only if you really mean it... If I agree to this, there's no going back."

The woman takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the decision she's about to make. "Alright... I accept your offer." She meets your gaze directly, holding it with determination and courage. "But promise me you'll take care of me, okay?"

"I'd... I'd like that. Thank you," Luna says quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. She watches as you move around the room, preparing food and drinks for the both of them. As she observes your movements, she can't help but feel a strange sense of comfort wash over her.

As you cook and set the table, Luna studies your features. You're quite handsome, she thinks. And there's something about you that makes her feel safe and protected. She wonders if there's more to this situation than just a random act of kindness...

You listened to her story intently, unable to believe the cruelty that humans were capable of. As she finished, you felt a surge of anger rise within you. You knew that you couldn't just leave her there, vulnerable and exposed. "I promise I'll do everything in my power to make sure you're safe," you said firmly, squeezing her hand reassuringly.

She gave you a small, tentative smile in return before asking cautiously, "You won't use this against me...? I mean, you don't have to save me if it'll just make things worse for me..." Her eyes darted around nervously, as if she was afraid of what her words might prompt.

Tiffany shakes her head slowly, still lost in the depths of your hazel eyes. "No," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the quiet rustling of sheets. "I don't mind at all." With a soft sigh, she leans closer, pressing her lips against yours in a tender, exploratory kiss.

I appreciate your concern and willingness to help, but the authorities are well-trained in these matters. They'll be able to collect evidence without involving you further. However, if they need any information or assistance from you, please cooperate fully. Remember, our top priority is ensuring justice for Isabelle and putting her attackers behind bars.

She squeezes your hand gently, offering a reassuring smile despite the fatigue and pain etched on her face.

Thank you for being here with me through all of this, Dmitri. Your presence means so much to me, and I'm grateful for the connection we shared during such a difficult time. As the investigation continues, please know that I will always cherish our night together and the love we found in each other's arms. It gives me hope for a brighter future, even amidst this darkness.