Prologue

"Let's get wasted!" Lily shouted. She raised her glass to the air and so did her friends.

They laughed and down the shot of tequila in our hands.

"Refreshing!" Dorothy exclaimed.

Dorothy caught her boyfriend cheating on her and cried her heart out to her friends. They felt bad for her, so Ariana suggested they went clubbing to cheer her up and help her forget her ex boyfriend.

"Cheers to your single life Dorothy!" Lily cheered. Ariana, Stacy and Dorothy brought their cup forward so that Dorothy would fill it up with tequila.

"Cheers!" They said simultaneously as they clicked their glasses together before downing their shot.

'Attention' by Charlie puth blared through the wall speakers and Ariana jumped up with happiness. "My song!" Ariana said with a cheery voice.

"I know that dress is karma," Ariana flaunted her hair as she twirled. "Perfume regret, you got my thinking back when you were mine."

They all joined her in singing, "And now I'm all up on you, what you expect, but you are not coming home with me tonight. You just want attention!" We jumped, pulling ourselves to the dance floor to join the people and dance.

Lily's hands in the hair, as she flaunts her hair and dances to the rhythm of the song. She felt so free, this was a part of her lifestyle, a lifestyle she loved so much.

It has always been her girls and her from high school days. They've been together for over six years and counting and did not plan on going separate ways yet.

"Where is the single bitch who just joined us single ladies!" Stacy spoke on top of her voice, pulling Dorothy towards her.

She held Dorothy by her waist, moved her hands till they rested on her butt and she squeezed them. She leaned in and kissed Dorothy on her cheek.

"You are free!" Stacy exclaimed. She wiped the red lipstick stain on Dorothy's cheek. "Dance till your heart can't take it no more!"

"Fuck you Duncan!" Dorothy exclaimed. Her voice wasn't so loud to actually get any attention from anyone in the club as they were all too busy in their own world.

"Yes, fuck him!"

Lily suddenly felt pressed, she needed to use the restroom. She called to the attention of her friends to let them know she was going to use the restroom. As she walked, she staggered. Her vision wasn't as sharp as they were when she first stepped into the club. She wasn't sure of where the restroom was but she kept walking, hoping to get there soon.

As she walked, she bumped into someone and she groaned in pain, "Ouch!"

"Watch the fuck where you are going to!" She spat out, not caring who the person she bumped into was.

She heard a masculine snicker and she lifted her head to see who it belonged to. The skin between her brows scrunched when her eyes met with the man. He smacked his lips as he stared at her in a way she wasn't comfortable with.

She scrunched her nose, "Fuck you!" She spat out, making an attempt to walk away but he blocked her path.

"Fuck me?" He scoffed. "We will fuck just as you please my dear lady." His low husky voice irritated her ears and she felt the need to gag.

She decided to ignore him and go the other way but another man stepped forward and obstructed her path. She sighed, placing her palm on my forehead.

The alcohol was getting to her and she wasn't sure how she was still standing properly. She wasn't seeing very clearly but the man who just appeared close to the first man irritated her.

She never found men with beards disgusting but as she stared at the man, she felt her stomach churn. It was so unkept in her eyes.

"Get out of my way!" She shouted but a smirk formed on their face.

"We will be pretty girls. Vixen, I like," he clicked his tongue, making her stomach grumble.

"You will get out of my way or else..." The men took approaching steps towards her and she retreated slowly.

"Or what?" The first man asked. "Answer."

She walked till her back hit the wall and there was no more room for her to move.

She began to have Ill feeling in the pit of her belly from the men's close approach.

The men looked at one another with a knowing look before turning their attention back to her. A devious grin formed on their face. "Do not come close to me," she warned but the men weren't fazed by it.

"And what will happen if we do?" The second man asked.

She swallowed a painful lump in my throat, her eyes were starting to see clearly, although not very much. "Do you know who I am? I...I...will..." She tried to think of the right words to say to scare them off.

She couldn't expose my real identity knowing there were so many who would be happy to kidnap her and use me against her father. She wasn't a nobody but a very prestigious person in the society.

"Who are you? Tell us, we are damn so curious before we burst your cherry," the men said in mockery.

"Do you know who we are?" The first man asked.

"You are beautiful, has anyone ever told you that before?"

"Your long legs," he placed his laps on her exposed lap and flinched, disgusted by his touch. She raised her hand up and slapped the man right across his face.

"Shit! She's wild, definitely my type," The man she slapped said before he laughed hoarsely.

"I'm turned on," the second man said, moving closer towards me as he smacked his lips.

"Stay away from me, I'm warning you." Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, her heart beat in trepidation. She was so scared, never had she been in a situation like this. Never had she been so afraid of anyone but here she was about to be raped.

She pointed her index finger at them, "You will regret it, you will..." She was cut off when the first man grabbed me roughly on her waist and pulled her towards him. He placed his lips on my neck and began to kiss her

She struggled to get off his grip, pushing him away from me but his hold on her was strong. She never felt exposed with short outfits before but she did now. She felt irritated when the second man grabbed my butt, squeezing them hard.

"Let me go!" She shouted. The first man and second man were molesting her and the people in the club were too busy with their business to notice that she was about to be raped.

A lone tear rolled down her cheek, "Let me go!" She shouted.

"Somebody help me!" She screamed, hoping someone from afar would hear her voice and come to her rescue.

"Let her go!" A deep suave voice interrupted the men. The two men stopped their assault and turned to look at the man who had interrupted them.

"Just go away, we already paid her for the night, she's doing her job," The second man tells him.

"Then she should fully comply with you right? But why isn't she?" He asked.

The first man walked towards the man. He placed his hand on the man's shoulder but he shrugged him off. "Do not touch me!" The man said sternly.

"It's better you leave us or get injured," The first man said.

All the while the scene in front of her happened, she couldn't help but admire the fine soul that came to her rescue. Although she couldn't see properly, she loved his smell and how they filled her nostrils and he looked so good in her blurry vision.

"I fight for a living, and you? What do you do?" The stranger asked.

The two men looked at one another and scoffed. "We kill people for a living," they said simultaneously.

In a jiffy, all Lily saw were the two men who attempted to rape her on the floor groaning in pain. The man had saved her and beaten those men up. He was her hero, her prince in white horse, so she thought.

She placed her hand on my chest as she felt her heartbeat. The rate at which her heart beat was faster than normal as she stared at the man. She felt a strange feeling in the pit of her belly.

"Miss Damien, you should count yourself lucky," he said, moving closer to her.

She raised my brows in confusion, she wondered how he knew her name. "You know me?" She asked him.

"Yes. Very well." His reply was firm.

Her eyes twitched when they met the strangers' deep green eyes. He wasn't Africa, he didn't look African and his accent wasn't african.

"Thank you," she muttered and then and there she lost consciousness, falling into the arms of the man she considered her angel and hero.