You thought you were alone looking at your fears in front.

If only you could see the army at your rear, guarding you upfront.

....................................................

He lowered his head , smirking. His disgusting lips touch her shoulders and she thrashed harder.

"Leave me! You asshol*!"

She screams,to only have him move his fingers around her neck and slam her head on the wall behind.

"Ahhhh"

She screams , feeling a sharp pain in her head. Her struggles immediately seize as she got numb for few seconds.
Her vision turning hazy.

He took this as an opportunity and lowers the shoulder of her top, leaving sloppy kisses down her shoulder.

She wanted to push back but couldn't.

Too weak to even move her limbs. Her phone keeps vibrating in her pocket , but she couldn't help cry.

Cursing herself for being so stupid.

What was she thinking drinking?

"What happened bit**? You are loving it. Aren't you?"

The man says, whispering near her ear. His grip on her neck tightening, choking her instead.

She couldn't speak .

At the verge of loosing consciousness. Dark spots dancing in front of her eyes,as she holds his hands that held her neck.

Her grip on his wrist , loosening as he used his other hand to hold the waistband of her Jean.
To stop suddenly when he felt it vibrating.

Taking out the phone, he sees the called and smirks evilly.

Vivian moves her head in a no, knowing what he intended to do.

Pressing his hand on Vivian's mouth,he muffled her cries and mouths her to shut it.

Pressing the green button, he puts the call on loudspeaker.

"Vivian? Hello Vivian! Where are you Dammit! I am searching for you like crazy!"

Tears leave her eyes and the man just smirks, pulling the phone closer to him.

"Why aren't you speaking! Vivian please tell me! "

"I am sorry okay! I am sorry for earlier!"

"Please! "

"Speak dammit!"

The man ends the call, extinguishing the only ray of hope. Smashing her phone on the pavement, he moves his hand lower to rest on her waistband.

"I am gonna have so much fun with you bit**"

Her eyes widen but she couldn't do anything. Just stare at her tormentor in helplessness.

Lowering his hand, he was going to kiss her when she moves her head to a side.

Raising his pent up anger and frustration.

Holding her jaw, he breathes near her lips. Making her close her eyes.

"Look at me."

She refused.

Making him tighten his grip, she felt her jaw aching and he smiles.
Enjoying seeing her tears.

Moving his hand on her jeans, waistband. He was going to push it down.

When suddenly a loud sound echoes in the silent alley.

A gunshot

And next she knows,her tormentors eyes widen to only have his grip loosen on her.
His body falls back with a thud.

Her hands shake and lips quiver.

Too weak to stand, self leans down on the wall.
To see the person laying on the floor immobile.

Her Breathing hitched as she found a stream of blood run down on the dark gravel.

And that's when she knew the person was dead.

Gulping, she dared too look up higher, but what she saw made her white as a corpse.

A man stood in the dark, with a gun pointed in their direction.

The source of the gunshot.

Who was he? Was he here to save her? Or will he kill her aswell?

His gun lowers a bit and she relaxed to only scream again.

"BAM!"

She hears another gunshot and her body trembles in fear. The person has shot the dead man again, in between his legs this time.

And she couldn't help gag seeing so much blood.

Her breathing coming out heavy ,as she leans her head on the wall.

Feeling each and every muscle in her body protest.

"Please.... leave...me..."

She whispers. Thinking her to be his next target.
To only have him tuck his gun in his waistband.

And step over the dead man to come to her.

She tries to step back , but fails. Quivering under fear.

"No!...no please!!!"

"Shhhh love . You are fine now.I am here now."

The stranger says , moving his fingers on her cheek.
She couldn't understand anything, but surprisingly she felt safe under his touch.

It was not disgusting.

Instead it was caring and loving.

Confused, she struggles to open her eyes and see her saviour. To only see forest green eyes similar to hers, staring back at her in concern.

She hasn't seen the man before.

He looked to be in his 50s. A subtle beard covering his face . And physique strongly build.

"Who.....who ..are you?"

She manages to ask, to only have him pull her to him.
Her cheek rests on his chest and he engulfs her like she has was the most valuable thing to him.

"Shhh just rest."

"You are safe now."

Was all he said, before darkness covered her eyes and she hears police sirens in the background.

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Elijah stops the car outside the huge arch doors.
Stepping out and handing over the keys to the chauffeur.

"Good evening Sir. You have a guest."

The guard says, taking his coat and Elijah just sighs, giving him a bored look.

"Who is it?'

"Your...your father Sir."

Elijah's expression changes all of a sudden. Clenching his fist he nods at the guard , making him bow and leave.

With a cold look plastered on his face, he enters . Going towards the drawing room to see his father's emotionless face as usual.

"Son."

He merely says, getting up and opening his arms. To make Elijah reply.

"Welcome father."

They both hug with Elijah's father prolonging the hug intentionally. Enjoying the embrace of his son, that he hasn't seen in a while.

They both get seated, with the old man staring deeply at him. While Elijah just lowers his gaze, hands clenched together in front of him.

"You have lost weight. Are you taking too much stress?"

Elijah looks up surprised. He noticed as usual. Nothing can escape this man's eyes.

"A bit. But it's just temporary."

The old man merely nods, continuing with his drink. An awkward silence stretching between the father and Son.

"Let me know if you need some help."

Elijah merely nods, disregarding the idea yet still agreeing to it.

"Coming to business. I am here to discuss regarding you settling down."

Elijah clenches his fist again, knowing it was going to come here.

Staring at the carpet, he refuses to look up at his father's determined eyes.

"She is from a very influential family. Her father and I have good ties. And I think she is according to your taste."

Elijah scoffs. The man pretends as if he knows his son's choice , when he was missing from the majority time of his childhood.

"You don't even know my favourite colour father. Yet you say you found a girl of my choice?"

The man narrows his eyes.

"Are you forgetting who you are talking to ?"

Elijah fists his hand, lowering his eyes. He can't go against him.... neither was he able to do it then, nor can he do it now.

"I can't"

Elijah declared with firmness and the man again just stares,with those piercing eyes.
His next words making Elijah to test all his limits.

"Why? Are you still in love with that girl?"

The man moves towards his son, stopping in front of him.
While Elijah smiles to himself, moving his head in disbelief.

"You ask as if I will be given a choice."

The man places his hand on Elijah's shoulder.
Nodding at him.

"It's good you know how it works."

"Still think about it and let me know by tomorrow."

Elijah stands up, staring into his father's eyes.

"I said I am not ready. Father."

"I need more time."

The man again stares in silence to let out a long sigh.
Nodding, he pats his shoulder.

"How much time?"

"6 months."

Their eyes lock and he blinks in acceptance.

"Fine. But after that. I don't want any reluctance."

"Yes father."

"Good."

"Let's eat dinner."
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.
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They were halfway through the dinner, when Elijah's phone kept on ringing again and again.

He pushes back his seat,excusing himself.

"Hello?"

"Where the fuc* is she?"

Ethan screamed on the other side, making Elijah to furrow his eyebrows in confusion

"What? Who?"

"Vivian dammit! Is she will you?"

Elijah feels worry flood his insides. He rarely sees Ethan so worried about something, this must be serious.

"No.But-"

"If you are lying Elijah. I swear I will break your bones into so many pieces that no fuc**** one will be able to reco-"

"Hold on man. I said she is not with me!"

"Dammit!"

"Why are you-"

The bastard cuts the call , making Elijah more frustrated. Why is he looking for her? Is she lost? Where did she go?

Can she be in danger?

No...no ..he has to find her. He has to make sure she is fine.
Picking up his jacket and jets, he stops in the dining.

"What happened son?"

"Something important came up. I am sorry."

With this Elijah rushes out, ignoring his father's call behind him.

Sitting in his convertible, he hits the road.
With worry settled in his heart.

His eyes looking around at the road, searching for anyone similar to her.

Hitting the steering wheel he curses in his mind in torment.

Damn Vivian! Where are you?

Please be safe.