Trevor Himself.

Seeing how much she was endlessly drinking, the hazel eyes became on high alert. How could she recklessly drink without restraint in a place like this? The owner of the hazel eyes was no other than Trevor himself, it was a coincidence that he met her in this bar. What could she be doing here? What brought her here in the first place?

Without needing anyone to tell him, he knew this place would not be safe for her especially when in her condition, he could already tell she was drunk from where he sat.

Trevor was about to stand up on his feet and walk to her table, he wanted to take her out of here but he was distracted by a woman who wore almost nothing to cover her body. She blocked his view and was trying to get his attention, even when he sent a cold piercing glare to her direction, she did not move away, instead, she tried coming closer to him.

Trevor, who could not bear the woman's disgusting attitude, abruptly pushed her away. He pushed her so hard that she hit her lower back on the edge of the table. The impact was painful and it made her wince and cry out in pain and finally, she left Trevor's side.

Trevor turned back to where Jesy's table was, but his heart sank deeply when he did not see her on her chair again, where did she go? His aura immediately changed and his jaw ticked. He narrowed his eyes as he looked around the bar in search of her but did not find her, he searched again and he found something.

His eyes caught sight of a person carrying a woman who wore a yellow top and her dark hair was long. He cursed under his breath, that was in no doubt Jesy, someone was carrying her away and he was sure that Jesy was oblivious of the danger that was coming her way because she was drunk.

Immediately, he ran and followed the person, Trevor saw the person's back view, the person was wearing an all black clothes and he could tell someone sent the person and if he should get his hands on whoever it was, that would be the person's horrific nightmare.

Trevor tried to meet with the pace of the person but the person was far and faster, he saw the person enter a room and he cursed and tried to pick up his own pace but it was useless because the person entered the room and shut the door before he could get closer.

Trevor began having a feeling of anxiety, something that was very rare. He didn't know the reason for such feeling but one thing was for sure, he wanted no harm to come to Jesy and he couldn't even explain why he was suddenly caring so much for a total stranger whom he didn't even know her name, it was strange but he shoved that feeling aside and concentrated on what was at hand.

He cursed at himself for not being fast enough but before he could reach the door, it swung open and the man that had carried Jesy came out. The man was startled to suddenly see someone standing close to the door but Trevor did not give him time to recover and quickly knocked him down, the man passed out.

His body fell like a ragdoll to the ground and Trevor did not bother giving him a second glance.

Inside The Room.

It was dim and cold, it lacked light to illuminate and brightened the room. There were over four men standing in a shadowed corner of the room, waiting for an order from their boss but their eye sight never for once left the figure lying on the bed.

The petite figure lying on the bed was only on her underwear and nothing else, she was being tied with a rope to the bed post, she was obviously shivering, small moans and silent cries escaped her ruby shaped lips. Her cheeks were a dark shade of scarlet red as drops of sweat rolled down her forehead, she was in an uncomfortable state, but the potbellied man cared less about what discomfort she was in, all that matter was getting what he wanted from her and dumping her to his men like he always does in the past.

The potbellied man stared down at the woman twisting ever so slowly and subconsciously seductive with lust in his small eyes. He was quite impressed at what he was seeing, she looked quiet different from most of those girls his boys brought to him. He let out a sinister laugh that reverberated around the room.

"This one looks like a fresh meat heh."

His voice came out throaty and it only made the woman tied to the bed shiver even more. The men in the corner of the room nodded their head even though their boss wasn't seeing them, their eyes where still on the woman even though the room was dim.

The potbellied man climbed into the bed with his short legs, his eyes roamed around the woman's body and he licked his lips in anticipation, his hand moved and they landed on her porcelain toes, she felt so soft and delicate to his touch and he wanted to touch more. He answered to his desires and moved his hands further up to her legs and he massaged her there, he moved his hands further again to her thighs, it was so soft. He felt the woman flinched at his touch and his smile grew wider. She was sensitive to his touch because she started twisting her body even more.

He moved his hand upper to her inner thighs and he felt her grind her hips, she wanted his touch and it was only because she was under the influence of drugs coupled with the alcohol she drank.

Suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open and it made a loud bang, startling everyone inside the room, all heads turned to the direction of the door except the woman tied to the bed, her mind was clouded and she wasn't thinking straight.