Ryder is stunned. She’s going to save Elle? Even after everything Elle did to her?Scarlett doesn’t look back and keeps on running. She’s anxious about the outcome and scared.Please let me be on time, she prays. Please!Meanwhile, a server carries Elle to her room. Her key is in her purse so he takes it out and unlocks the door to drop her off on a bed. Elle is semi-conscious, unable to fathom anything. Her hair is slightly messed up and she stirs in her state. The server quietly exits the room, leaving her alone in there.As soon as the server is gone, a few men approach the room. One of them takes out a key and unlocks the door with it.“Is that the girl?” One of the men sneers.“I think so,” another one says. “The guy said that someone will drop off the girl in this room.”“It must be her! I heard our prey is very beautiful and this one looks like an angel.”They’re staring at Elle’s still form. In the midst of her fuzzy state, she can hear whispers all around her. She can’t make
Hector rushes to the hospital, panicking. His hair is a mess and his heart is beating fast. Someone called him to inform that Elle has been admitted to a hospital and this sent Hector off the edge. He runs towards the VIP ward and to his horror, Elle is lying unconscious there. A doctor is checking on her vitals.“What the hell happened to her?” Hector demands. “How did she end up like this?”“She was drugged,” the doctor explains. “Someone admitted her a few hours ago but-”Hector grabs the doctor by his collar and slams him against the wall. The poor doctor is startled and is about to protest but Hector’s wrath terrifies him.“Who did this to her?” He growls. “I’ll destroy that f*cker!”“Calm down!” The doctor pleads. “She’s alright. Nothing happened to her! Look, she’s waking up!”Hector spins around to find Elle’s eyelids are moving. She slowly opens her eyes and looks around. Her gaze falls on Hector.“Elle!” He exclaims and rushes to her side, holding her palm. “Are you alright?
Scarlett wakes up early. Or rather, she barely slept the night before. Her mind is jittery with what Ryder is planning to do. She can’t help but feel ominous about his ‘sleuthing’. Is he gonna torture someone? Or kill a person? The mafia men aren’t very forgiving when it comes to their enemies…Her phone beeps. It’s a message from Ryder.“Meet me at the cafe at the 25th street,” she murmurs. “Come alone.”She quickly freshens up and heads out. Thankfully, Hector and his cronies are busy with Elle so she didn’t run into anyone on the way. She quietly steps out of the house and heads towards 25th Street. There’s a small cafe at a corner but to her surprise, it’s not open yet. Scarlett frowns. She tries to peek through the window but there’s no one inside either. Where can he be?“Aye girlie, ya got any puffs?”Startled, Scarlett spins around to find a shabby man in his seventies. The man has shaggy white hair and he’s wearing a half torn hat. His shirt is in tatters and he stinks of al
“Why so shocked, kitten?” He purrs at her. There are blood stains on his face and clothes, making Scarlett shiver in fear. The corpse of the homeless man is lying behind him while the woman is standing there, deadpan. Scarlett can’t look away, her heart thumping hard.This is the true face of Ryder. The face of a killer.“I am a killer, kitten,” he says as if reading her mind. “I told you already.”“You…you said you only kill when it’s necessary,” she whispers. “This…this is…”“He was a r*pist.”The woman who was standing by the corpse, speaks up. Her eyes are devoid of all emotions. She steps forward to address them.“This guy was r*ping homeless women,” the woman reveals. “There are no laws here, no authorities so many men like him abuse women like us here. He r*ped me last night so I came back here to kill him. Unfortunately, he was too strong for me to handle. But this man saved me.”She turns to Ryder and bows in gratitude. “Thank you,” she sobs. “Thank you so much!”Scarlett is
This is awkward, Scarlett thinks. She peeks at Ryder who seems to be nonchalant. Her cheeks redden whenever she thinks of what happened. More than two weeks have passed since ‘that’ incident and yet, the awkwardness remains. That night, Scarlett impulsively kissed Ryder. It wasn’t just a peck but an intense, passionate kiss. His lips moved in sync with hers and she moaned when his tongue brushed her. He tasted her softness, the light scent of her shampoo drove him crazy. Scarlett pulled him closer, frenzied by his charm. He snaked his arm around her thin waist while his other hand played with her hair. The whole atmosphere was heating up and Scarlett felt an unfamiliar heat in her stomach. She wanted him closer, in a more intimate way. There was an urgent need in her that night and the kiss was proof of it. Slowly, Ryder broke the kiss. Scarlett’s cheeks were flushed red and she was a little dazed. At that moment, she waited for him to take an initiative but to her surprise, he sh
The topmost floor of the skyscraper is empty and dark except for one room. A scenic view of the city lies ahead, the lights from the buildings nearby twinkling against the black sky. Ryder’s gaze is unfocused, his thoughts unraveling in front of him. He sits back on his chair, thinking hard of his words to Elle.Yes, he loves Scarlett. It’s not an infatuation nor is it something which sprung out of nowhere. For the past three years, he kept a careful eye on her and she didn’t even know it. He sent his underlings to that jail to train her and Kat even hacked into the system so that they could keep an eye on Scarlett. Ryder looked through every footage, saw her every move with interest. He assumed she’d not survive.But she beat the odds and defied his expectations.His lips break into a smile as he recalls the first time she intrigued him.…*Three years ago*“Remind me,” Kat begins. “Why are we keeping an eye on this girl?”“Granny’s orders,” Ryder mutters as he leans forward to study
Betty the maid scurries toward her mistress’ bedroom and fervently knocks on it. Scarlett opens the door, confused. “What’s wrong, Betty?” She frowns. “Why do you look so-” “Madam, Mr. Hawkins is here!” She squeaks. Hector? Scarlett’s nostrils flare at the mention of his name. She takes a deep breath and composes herself. “Tell Hector that I’m busy-” she begins but Betty shakes her head. “Not Mr. Hector Hawkins! Troy Hawkins.” Scarlett’s eyes widen in shock. Troy? Her heart jumps in joy. Troy finally came to meet her! Other than Amelia, he was the only one who treated Scarlett with kindness and they were very close. He was just a scrawny fifteen year old when Scarlett was arrested but he must have grown now. “Madam, you look a little pale,” Betty frowns but Scarlett is too excited. She rushes out of her room and heads downstairs to the living room only to find Troy standing there. To her surprise, he even brought Amelia with him. She’s still catatonic and is staring at the
Kat is in the classroom, listening to the teacher intently. Behind her, Troy is staring at her back, wondering why this girl avoids him so much. He can’t help but notice her more now. Earlier, she used to be one of those hundreds of people whose face he didn’t bother to remember but ever since their encounter that day, he keeps on repeating her words in his head.Does she truly not care for him? The entire school runs after him and this girl just doesn’t care.Unbeknownst to him, Kat is inwardly sighing. She knows fully well that Troy is staring at her and that’s gonna be a problem. The last thing she needs is attention from him. Her job is to keep an eye on him, not be his friend.“Alright class!” The teacher exclaims. “It’s time for the term project. This is gonna be a big one. I’ve chosen your partners for the project and you guys will be working with each other for the rest of the year on this. You guys also need to sit together from now on so please change your seats after the pa