"Beauty?Do you need a beast?Or perhaps two"
They seem to be roadster gang,I started walking faster,i needed to hide inside a lane and disappear from their sight.
PUSH
Ah..
I was pushed below the broken stairs of an old building that is beside a lane,light didn't reached the lane because of narrow built,the metals and plaster crumbs pierced into my skins,they are ruthless,they only need a female,one of them opened his cold drink and poured onto me,my shirt became transparent,a man lowered himself.Clutched my jaw tightly.
They were five men in total.Tattoos,Piercings,ripped jeans and Cheap liquor smell in the air.
A thud !
The blonde hair !
I felt dizzy,"you came! I knew you would !"
I tried to stood up but fell back again,I saw 's footsteps getting closer to me,then he lifted me up,now I knew I was safe.
I wake up seeing the unknown ceiling of that resorts,for a moment I got scared and woke up in a thud,then I remembered everything, went on a date,took a break from the relationship and this is the resort he was staying at.
Sigh..
He had saved me,was it pity?Or love?He even changed my shirt and innerwear to a beautifully pink coloured cotton frock,so he must have saw my ....
I felt heat across my cheeks,I wondered how much he saw.Or he did it half closing his eyes to maintain privacy.
I couldn't found my phone and there was no watch so I got up to see if it's day or night,I saw it was the night through the window,I felt panic,I needed to return hostel before 11 p.m. to avoid any fine for staying outside too late, it's when I heard the creek of the door.
What?
"How are you here?"
It was the chestnut haired guy.
"Where is Reve?"
"Who is he?Ah..your love of the life gave you to me for a deal."
"You are lying,what you did to him?He had saved me so how come he would give me to you!Just tell me he is fine."
"As I said,he is fine and he gave you to me.Or else think how would I found your address."
"Let me dial his number then ! Give me your phone?"
He stayed unmoved.
"Just tell me he is fine at least,he did nothing wrong by being with me.It was mutual."
He started a video chat with Reve through his phone.He probably got it from my phone.
"Who is..?"
Reve's word died in his mouth when he recognised my face through an unknown number.He was in the Airport,ready to fly away.I was glad he was safe & chose himself over me.
"Are you okay Reve?"
"Yes, I am okay."
"When he kidnapped me?"
His brow furrowed.He seemed obvlious of my kidnapping.
"That's enough leisure for today.Focus for what you are bound to do."He snatched away my phone and ended the video chat.
"When you kidnapped me?"
"I saved you and brought you here."
"Why are you wearing white pant then?It was black when I fainted."
"If you actually saved me,then I am telling you,you did it for your own self."
I went to pick up the water jar on the table to drink.
I waited him to be concerned and ask
I backed away slowly—my heart pounding so hard it hurt—
until my spine collided with something solid.
Warm.
Unmoving.
My breath hitched.
Aiden.The name i learnt not from him,not during my stay at his estate,but from his latest victim,his ex-maid,when we were at the hospital.
I didn't have to turn to know.
His presence was unmistakable.
My entire body reacted before my mind did—
fear blooming through every nerve.
But he didn't speak to me.
His voice went cold, slicing through the air like ice.
"Back off."
The gang members paused, looking him up and down.
Then they laughed.
"Who the hell are you to tell us anything, huh?" one scoffed.
Aiden didn't react.
Not even a twitch.
"I said," he repeated, voice low and deep,
"back. off."
He stepped forward—placing himself between me and them—his hand curling slightly like he was restraining something violent inside.
The men exchanged glances.
One of them lunged.
Aiden moved faster than sight.
His hand snapped out—
a precise, brutal twist—
CRACK.
The man's scream ripped the air apart at the same moment his arm bent the wrong way.
I flinched so hard I almost fell.
The others stumbled backward in shock, cursing.
Aiden didn't blink.
Didn't look away.
Didn't even seem winded.
He simply stood there, strand of chestnut hair falling over his eye, the broken-handed man writhing at his feet.
Then he turned his head slightly toward me—just enough for me to see the dead, calm look in his eyes.
"Stay behind me," he said softly.
But everything in me screamed run.
Run.
Run.
Except my knees wouldn't move.
Not with him there.
Not with them in front of us.
Not with the alley feeling like a trap slowly closing from both sides.
His fingers curled.
He was ready for the next one.
And the next.
And the next.
Because this was nothing to him.
And they had no idea who they were about to fight.
I don't know how I managed it—
maybe fear made me think faster, move faster.
The moment Aiden's back turned, attention fixed on the gang regrouping,
I slipped sideways into the shadow of a narrow, rusted doorframe.
My breath was locked inside my chest, my body shaking so hard it hurt.
This is my chance… my only chance…
He finished with them too easily.
Too quickly.
Like he barely needed effort.
And then—he turned.
To check on me.
Except I wasn't there.
His eyes sharpened, scanning the alley like an animal sensing the shift in air pressure.
"Misty," he called quietly, almost amused.
His boots stepped over gravel, approaching the corner.
"You really think you can run from me?"
I pressed a hand over my mouth to silence the trembling breath escaping me.
My other hand tightened around the knife hidden in my bag—the same one I grabbed from the dorm kitchen because I hadn't felt safe sleeping without something sharp nearby.
His shadow moved.
Closer.
Closer.
I swung out from the side before I could lose my courage—
And plunged the knife into his side.
He staggered—shock flashing across his face—
his hand instantly flying to the wound.