Chapter 8

"Ah..Ah..Ah.." Donald collapsed on the bed, eyes facing the ceiling as he just finished having an orgasm, his fourth.

He was totally exhausted but was feeling really satisfied. Turning his face to his side he gazed at Gloria who was covering her nakedness with the blanket.

Observing her for a while: "You are sweet," he said to her and sat up slightly as he planted a kiss on her exposed shoulder blade.

Gloria made no comment instead she reached for her clothes that were scattered all over the bed. Sliding into her panties she put on her bra.

Seeing that he was being sort of ignored, Donald tried to start up a conversation.

"When am I seeing you again?" Donald asked and Gloria turned to face him.

"For?" She said looking straight into his eyes.

"For?..Well to hang out and so we could get to know each other better and I won't mind doing this again with you. It's one of the best I ever had," he said smiling with his left dimple showing.

"I don't think that will be possible," Gloria said and the smile faded away from Donald's face.

"What?.. Why?"

"Because this is the last time we will meet," she said, then got dressed in her gown before getting down the bed.

"I don't understand, I thought we had a good time? I thought we had a connection." Donald said looking quite confused.

"A good time? Yes. But connection?? That's a No my brother. This was just for the sex and it's only for tonight. I will be taking my leave now. Thanks," she said before walking out the room.

"What the fuck just happened?" Donald questioned himself and he didn't have the answer to the question.

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"Stay back! I don't need your help." I said loud enough but he kept on moving forward.

I had no other choice than to run. I ran as fast as I could not looking back to see if he was giving chase or not as I believed that would slow me down. I had to stop running though when my lungs almost failed me. I had lost my breath completely.

"Ah..ah...ah.."

I breathed out continuously in a crouched position and took that time to look back to see if he was behind me but thankfully there was no sign of him.

I think I have lost him.

Oh God, I feel like fainting. I am so fucking exhausted from all that running. Standing up straight I rested my back on the wall of the building close by still breathing heavily.

After a while resting I decided to continue moving as I feel he might find me here cause it looks a bit open. I entered what looked like an alley but as I got half way in I had to halt my steps as I saw him standing in front of me. The blonde man.

"Tell me why are you running from me, pretty thing?" He said.

Oh no, I turned around to run away once more but also found my feet failing to move as I saw four strange men blocking that path as well.

Where did they come from?

I think they are with him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. No way to go. What will you do now?" The blonde guy said and I turned to face him and by this time I could hear the sound of my heart beat clearly.

It was racing fast like a moving train, probably because I had strained myself too much by all the running or simply because I was extremely terrified.

"Please let me go. I beg of you. I just want to go home," I pleaded and my voice came out cracky.

"Really? I should let you go? After you stressed me this much??" He said in a calm but spiteful manner.

"I am sorry, please just let me go. I promise I will never trouble you again," I said apologizing for something I didn't even do.

I was just so scared and wanted to get away from this situation.

"I did tell you, you will regret being so rude to me at the party." He said then his face formed into an evil smile and it was at that very moment I realized there was no amount of begging or pleading would make him change his mind.

He had an evil intention towards me and he won't stop until he fulfills it. I had to save myself so I ran towards his direction, since he was the only one blocking that path than behind me where four of his friends or gangs were blocking. My plan was to somehow dodge, force or fight my way through him and I almost did as I used the bag in my hands to hit his face and every part of his body with my whole strength as he tried to detain me from passing.

"Let go of me!" I shouted while at it.

"Ahh... Come on grab her! Don't let her get away!" He called for backup as I was proving difficult for him alone to contain as I was giving everything I had in me to free myself from his grip.

It was a real struggle and I could have managed to win that but when his four friends came into the mix I knew it was over. All I could do at this point was scream and call for help which I did with all the fiber in me.

"Help! Somebody help me please!!!" I screamed out.

"Shut up bitçh!"

The evil blonde fellow yelled at me and one of his ugly minions covered my mouth up with his hands and I could feel like a thousand other hands all over my body, touching me in different parts.

I felt so irritated.

God, no!

I managed to let my voice out despite being covered.

"Please help me!!"

But the stinging feeling of a palm being left on my face- across my left eye took the wind out of my sails.

"I said shut up!" The evil blonde as I have named him said after he slapped me.

It was painful and I just remember I don't do well with pain, I am not the type of girl that knows how to endure and soon enough I felt the tears building up in my eyes.

"Please let me go," my voice was soft and my eyes were teary.

"I will but not after I have had my fun with you and my friends here also seem to like you too." He said, smiling.

"Yes we like her so much," his friends said and they were already touching me inappropriately.

God no please, this can't be happening to me. I can't be raped. No please God save me.

I was screaming a prayer inside of me but from the outside only tears were coming out.

"Please don't," I cried and he frowned.

"Hold her down and cover her mouth." He directed and started unbuckling his belt.

I couldn't speak or scream because like two hands were covering my mouth but my sobbing sounds could be heard. After taking his pants down he lay on top of me and it felt like my whole skin was burning up as his hands crawled all over my body lifting my dress up. It felt like death, like I was about to die and the tears in my eyes came out like a running tap.

Oh God, no!!!

However, suddenly everything stopped. He stopped touching me, in fact he got off me even the men that were holding me down loosen their grip on me.

What just happened? I didn't know but I was thankful.

"Who are you?" I heard the evil blonde speak, clearly he was speaking to someone else, not me nor members of his evil gang.

I took my eyes to the direction all of them were now facing and I saw standing a man_ No he was more like an angel. He was tall with broad shoulders and long, dark, sparkling hair. And oh my! He has the most amazing set of eyes ever. Blue, crystal eyes that felt like heaven.

God who is this? Have you sent an angel to help me out?? It seemed so.

He was only one but for some unknown reason I felt really safe, it was as if I was sure he would be able to rescue me from this situation.

"Please help me," I said softly to him and he looked at me with those ocean eyes of his, causing my heart to beat in some strange way I don't understand.

"Just leave. Act like you saw nothing and there will not be any trouble," the evil blonde said to him and the handsome, blue-eyed stranger took his eyes to him.

They stared at each other and it felt like a stare down and I was eagerly anticipating when he would kick up their asses and rescue me but my heart sank deeper into my chest when he just turned around and started walking away.

It felt like my spirit had left my body and what is left remaining is an empty soul.

"No, please don't leave." Even my voice failed me cause I wanted to scream but it came out more like a whisper.