Chapter 2: Arouse Me

Haiya was awake. But her eyes remained close and calm as she assessed her situation and location.

She's half lying half sitting, her body leaning on a wall.

Building? No, the playful wind's too welcoming to be inside a building.

Peak of the building? Rooftop. YES.

And it's approximately 180 square meter.

As if she could see the building structure, she already deduced it as a tall skyscraper from the faint sound of cars below. If something happens, she's ready to kiss the hard cement below than die on anyone's hands.

Darkness surrounded her. And she knew right away it's already midnight. A moonless night. Then she immediately remembered the thoroughfare she just went through earlier.

The cold wind smoothly passed her bare skin. She felt her back and shoulders sore, probably for leaning in a wall for so long.

Then she turn rigid as she felt another presence, meters away from her.

She's alone with someone... a guy from the scent of him. Probably the guy who first, save her then kidnap her earlier.

She was sensing his profile. She needs a plan if the stranger was an enemy. From the looks of it, her body still hurt from the rush of adrenaline she released earlier. Energy had been dried out from her body.

A fight is a vague idea but it's never impossible.

Haiya felt a warm long gown covered her front body. But she felt the whisper of the cold night inside her skin, she's almost naked within the gown which made her open her stunned eyes..

Wrong move.

"So you've finally open your eyes. I thought you're just gonna pretend the whole time so I'd be bored out here and leave. " A man's deep hoarse voice traveled into her ears.

Haiya tried to follow the voice in her right but no silhouette stood there.

"Wrong, again. "

Is he a mindreader? No, he's also sensing me. This guy is dangerous.

She searched for him in the dark. Someone's back is facing her but he still sense her movement without looking back at her.

Sudeenly, Haiya's senses were striked with lightning. She became more sharp in her surrounding even if pain all over her body could've just kill her.

In Haiya's still hazy view, a tall composed young man wearing the same black outfit with the military men who was following her just hours earlier, is sitting relaxed in the ledge of the rooftop like he wasn't a bit afraid he might fall to his death as he looked at the live city in the night.

Shit.

So it's an enemy afterall. Why did he still brought me here just to kill me.

She didn't need to be actually near him to confirm her theory. She was well aware of a military's demeanour and aura because she had her training in a military camp too. His broad shoulders and bulging muscles proved much but his calculated movements, calm expression and a familiar dangerous bullet tattoo on his nape said it all.

Haiya was actually hesitant if what's the burned shaped like a bullet on his nape but when she narrowed her eyes, she saw a letter confirmation just above the bullet. It's another tattoo in bold....it said R.I.P.

An electric bolt instantly fastened her breathing when she familiarized that the word meant two things: one, Rest in Peace and two, Radically Invasive Projectile, the deadliest bullet that was ever created.

He's not just from a military organization.

Either way, it just means one thing, she'd end up in one if she wouldn't be alert.

She quickly scanned her body. Her wounds were neatly dressed which made her doubt the enemy. However, she stopped when she didn't feel the cold familiar feeling of a metal on her waist and between her thighs.

Her weapons' gone.

That's when her eyes met with his blue shined eyes which almost flickered light in the dark rooftop they were in.

It was the kind of eyes you'd look twice to confirm if you weren't seeing anything wrong. And Haiya blinked few times before it sinked in her mind it was real. It was the same blue shined eyes with Riddick, character in the Chronicles of Riddick.

She'd be ashamed to admit that the first question that popped into her mind wasn't a hysterical did he raped her? Or where's my gun? It was more like a casual, where'd you get those eyes. Cliche but she's absolutely curious and unusually drawn to it.

Perhaps her curiosity stemmed from the movie Yviro made her watch before. Pitch-black, one of the chronicles of Riddick. Old movie but it was so tragically beautiful she always repeated watching it, always fascinated by the main character's blue shined eyes she didn't knew why.

And now she met someone with those kind of eyes. He was directly looking at her in the dark like he could see her soul through those blue shined eyes of his. She was in awe but she's not in the situation to be amazed at a stranger who might kill her any second. But her wound's being treated properly got her into a whirl of thoughts.

Be alert. Just because he tended to your wound doesn't mean he wouldn't pull your gun on his back to kill you.

He suddenly turned, his broad back facing her then put his shades on his beautiful damn eyes she was quite disappointed.

The man look several years younger than her from his baby face and innocent eyes even though he had the built of a man.

Haiya immediately wore the white laboratory gown on top of her to cover her strip naked body and stood up her hands in their fighting position, when she sensed him going down from the ledge.

Despite her movements, he unwaveringly came close to her.

She was about to punch him when in just one second she was pinned down to the ground with him on top of her, both her arms at the side of her head.

His chest touching hers and his face just inches from her. Haiya was so stunned at how fast he moves she felt threatened. She struggled but his grip were iron.

"Why are you so persistent. I just wanna teach you one thing. " He grinned like a maniac as he leaned her body more that his weight steadied her body underneath him. She wriggled, her breathing becoming a grunt in the terror.

Is she going to die without even her vengeance being granted. And here she though death is out of question here.

Suddenly, the thought of it intensified her anger that she was able to free her left hand which immediately raked the man's back to find her gun.

She immediately forced her pained body to roll underneath him then in an instant their position exchanged. She was on top of him with the gun, she swiftly loaded in one hand seconds ago ,pointed at his forehead.

"You're good." A smile displayed on his pretty fair face. It was genuine smile had he not turned it into smirk when he glanced at how our middle body parts intersected. Another perverted shit.

Haiya searched for something in his face. She slowly removed his shades as she stared at his blue shined eyes which she wanted to live had they not met in situations like this.

The man was confused at her but she continued to stare at what look like a calm sea in his eyes.

Then she profess her habit ritual before she kill him.

"I like your eyes. " Haiya said it directly into his face. No blinking.

No regrets.

"Oh, my pleasure." He smirked still not unwavering in his confidence even with a gun just mere inch to his bright face.

She was about to pull the trigger when she felt a wind that slap her left hand throwing the gun at the other side of the ground.