Novel & Cerita Into The Arms Of A Stranger

As we stepped out of the club, the cool night air hit me like a slap in the face, making me feel even more dizzy. The stranger noticed how I stumble and quickly wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me steady. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. I nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, I am fine. Just need some fresh air, I think." The stranger smiled and led me to his car, which was parked a short distance away. "Let's get you home," he said, opening the passenger door for me. I hesitated for a moment, unsure if i should trust this stranger. But something about him put me at ease. Maybe it was the way he had stepped in to protect me, or maybe it was the kindn

_Alina's POV_ As I stumbled forward, my heart pounding with fear, I felt myself losing my balance. Panic surged through me as I tumbled forward, expecting to crash onto the hard ground below. But just as I braced for impact, strong arms wrapped around me, catching me before I hit the ground. I found myself enveloped in a broad, warm embrace, my body pressed against the chest of a stranger. As I nestled against the stranger's chest, I could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my hands. I felt safe in that stranger's arms despite the danger surrounding me. His deep breathing, slow and steady, filled the space between us.

My arms went around my shoulders as I held my knees to my chest like scared child; I was no different from one. I leaned into the wall still holding myself and shut my eyes tightly, hoping for sleep and freedom at the closest range of time. I couldn't wait to kiss the bully of an officer goodbye. Unlike me, he would be spending many more years in prison. He was so not different from the prisoners.

What the hell was this uncle telling him to dance with strangers. "But uncle I'm waiting for Daddy .." Aiora's words were interrupted because Ellthan held out his hand. "Dance with me miss?" Ellthan stretched out his hand to look deeply at Aiora. Aiora swallowed his saliva. Damn why Ellthan is so handsome. As if bewitched by Aiora, she welcomes Ellthan's big hand.

His hand appears in offering, which I take as I step shakily out on my platform heels and close the door behind me. "You don't look okay?" His brows furrow, causing a crease to form up the center of his forehead. It's endearing. Wiping the back of my hand under each eye, I try to rein in the tears, but the more I wipe the more they flow. He doesn't ask any more questions, just pulls me in to his chest and secures his arms around me. I shouldn't feel safe...I don't know him. But for the briefest of moments, I allow myself to be caught in the here and now and just accept what he's offering: a safe place to breakdown.

The anticipation was almost unbearable as I waited for the stranger to arrive. Finally, I heard the commotion of footsteps approaching my room. The door swung open, and there stood the stranger, his eyes filled with a kind and determined resolve. He extended a hand towards me, and without hesitation, I took it, feeling a rush of newfound strength and hope. The stranger had come to rescue me from Tristan, and I knew that my prayers had been answered. With his help, I would finally break free from this nightmare and find the salvation I had so desperately sought, for I was no longer alone in my struggle for freedom.

Forever. "Ok. Let's get you upstairs then," I suddenly found myself being lifted in his arms. And so, the stranger who now called a friend carried me through his house. It was weird being in another man's arms. Wrong, but right but right at the same time. I buried my head into his shoulder, sniffing him. Oh, he smelt so good. Before I knew it, he placed me on a soft bed, undid my shoes, tucked me in, and wanted to leave. "Wait," I called out. Please, don't go." I told him. Don't leave me."

The stranger. He’s here

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

I don't want to ruin my dignity by doing something I will regret later, but I'm here cold, hungry, and worse sprained. "Come," said the stranger, holding me in his supportive arms. "Where?" I questioned, not knowing the exact meaning behind his words. He sighed, rubbing the back of my neck with one of his hands while the other held me. "To my home," I stared at him questionably, "Why," "Because I don't have the heart to leave her all alone and worse injured," "But why do care, just leave me," I argued, even when deep inside I know that I'm a fool rejecting his offer, it's just I don't have a hard trusting someone, damn I hardly trust my mother and he is a stranger nothing else.