Chapter 01

I had just finished a bottle of coke.

My friend Stanley is busy calling me an amateur, I don't blame her either, it's just who I am. I don't drink alcohol nor do I do the things normal teenagers of my age are meant to do, but I am guessing since I am eighteen years old today, I could just try a little bit of alcohol.

I always wondered how alcohol would taste, Stanley who happens to be my new friend is still trying to get me a boyfriend.

"Oh, this annoying girl...who told her that I need a boyfriend right now? She is so fucking annoying" I said to myself feeling off. Well, I thought I had told her that I don't do old people, I want a boyfriend that is either one year older than me or two years older than me.

Shit! it seems alcohol is not a bad as they said, it just burnt my throat a little and it tastes like some nice herb to drink.

"Hi, I'm boyar, I like your hair...It's blond," Boyar said to me smirking, "God! who is this weird guy that Stanley just brought for me now?" I asked myself In my mind so annoyed, "Oh lord seriously...the only thing this guy likes about me is my blond hair," I said in my mind again staring away but then I looked up to see his features.

He has brown eyes, nice nose, pink lips, his body build up seems like he has been begging God for some muscles lately, and he's definitely not my type.

The worst thing is that he has brown eyes instead of blue and his pink lips are not so pink as I like, He's moderately tall but then not as tall as I like too, plus he lacks manners of speech.

Shit!

I think I hate him now, "hey. I am talking to you, I love you" Boyar said to me about to touch my hair, "He seems crazy, no he's drunk, no normal person will just fall in love with someone they just met, so I'm guessing he's either drunk or crazy," I said in my mind again glaring at his lame face with tattoos.

"I do not want to have anything to do with you, nor do I want you to be my boyfriend... The girl that sent you to me was definitely confused...and yes I'm an engaged woman" I said to boyar hoping that the lies I had told him about me been engaged will make him go away or run with the fear that my to-be husband was close.

"I don't care," he said to me as he leaned in to kiss me.

What the...?

I pushed him away from me with force as I stood up from the chair which I sat on and speedily I ran away searching for Stanley who had brought me to this savage club or home of hormonal men.

But I was not able to find her.

I wonder where she has gone to, I turned and from behind me was boyar running towards me with an injury that I must have caused him to have from the push.

I could no longer search for Stanley, so then...I had to run for my dear life and my virginity, I don't want my virginity taken away by some dirty hormonal man.

So I ran towards the exit door but then boyar was so fast that he got a good grip on my jeans, I turned back to fight him off but then I could not stop him, I started to scream for help, but the club music noise was too loud for anyone to hear me.

It Felt like Satan had caught me and was going to kill me in hell, Please, Sir, don't do this to me... I pleaded with boyar already about to cry, don't worry, you will like it, boyar replied to me and tears started to pour down from my eyes as I saw my own personal body been ravaged out by some savage pirate.

Thoughts and thoughts started to fill my mind as I could feel his erecting manhood pressing itself on me, He used his hands to cover my mouths to make sure that nobody gets to hear my screams.

I struggled and shouted out loud but no one came to my aid, even so, I could see people walking about, they could not just see me about to be raped in the darkest corner of the club building nor could they hear my screams.

Boyar used his hands to try to open my jeans trouser so he could have his way, and I was already feeling defeated at this moment.

Then Bam!

I heard a sound that pounded into my heart from just hearing it.

It was the sound of a very strong punch.

Boyar fell towards my left-hand side and it seemed he had fainted, I pushed him off me and I quickly stood up looking at the person that saved me but unable to see his face clearly.

He seemed like a god.

He kicked boyar once more with his legs and boyar held his stomach like Some organ had broken or malfunctioned.

"Please help me," I said to the shadow image of a man that saved me and I continued..."I can't find my friend Stanley, she was just having fun around and then I could no more see her before this weirdo came after me... He must be drunk" I said to him shaking.

"Well your friend is not a good friend," He said to me with his voice a bit pissed, "Why do you think so?" I asked this manly framed person, "I overheard her making a deal with boyar to set you free and this guy is a rapist, he wasn't drunk when he came after you.

He was just pretending to make it a drunk act," The guy that saved me said to me and he continued... We have to leave now" as he held my hands and we both exited the building.

Everyone in this street knows who you are and most especially Your dad, He's one of the top men here and so you should be careful of the kinds of places you go to and the kinds of friends you keep" he said to me and I looked down while he poured his words of advice to me, "Why are you quiet," he asked me staring at my direction.

"I cannot just believe that my own friend betrayed me to that extent", I said to him a bit sad, "look! I can see them" a guy exiting the club building said pointing at us with a gun.

"Run!"

The guy that had saved me said to me and I started to run with my palms in his big palms as we both ran.

I turned and I looked back just to see about four armed men pursuing us.

I ran so fast that the guy that saved me had to keep up too.

"Follow my lead," the guy that saved me said to me and I ran in every direction that he told me to use.

Then he dragged me towards himself and we both hid in a dark corner of a building which was really tight that his chest was on my own.

My head was leaning over his neck... then the sounds of footsteps which belonged to the people trying to hurt me occurred and fear filled my body.

I hugged him tighter that it could also be called hug choking.

His hands traced themselves to my waist slowly and then tightly to himself.

It seemed that I was not the only person scared, then they were peace again and he released his hug grip from me as he looked into my eyes that had tears.

"Are you okay?" he said to me with his reaction been worried.

"Who are you?" I asked him already feeling safe, "You can call me Terry, that's my name," he said to me signing, I took a good look at him and he seemed perfect to me.

he had the blue eyes, really pink lips and the height that I always imagined that my guy should have, so...cute!

"You can stay in my house if you want," Terry said to me with his blue eyes falling deep into mine, "No thanks, I will just call my driver," I said to him as I brought out my phone and ordered to be picked by my driver who can be trusted for sure.

We walked some more and then I asked him where he lived? And he pointed at a building that wasn't far from my father's mansion which was really big and known.

Soon enough my driver had arrived, I gave him a ride to his house trying to still figure out who he was.

He looks very handsome and muscular and I feel special at the way he spoke to me, when we reached, I thanked him and gave him a hug that lasted too long and from my purse I gave him my contact card asking him to call me whenever he feels like, he holds my hand with a stare unexplainable and then he releases them and I left.

"Bye" I murmured as he left.