She is the one by Asheslove (that summer book .TXT) 📗

Oh my god what should I do now, I was already trembling in fear and now this. This man look nothing like others I have seen until now, his face was carved with tattoos of symbols, words and numbers, not only on his face he also have tattoos on his hand, fingers and neck. He looks too, too fucking dangerous. I become a scared mess on seeing him and was in state to pee in my pants in fear.

Do something Elena, do something I screamed in my head trying to held myself back. I collected myself and jumped on the front seat of the car. I opened the drawers in hope of finding something to protect myself but there was nothing in them. I search around to find gun, knife or blade, anything sharp to save myself but my bad luck, found nothing. 

Oh God please help me. The man hit the glass window from the back of pistol and breaking it put his hand inside and grabbed my arm roughly. 

'See, what I found' saying this he chuckled wildly. A disgusting awful smell was coming from his mouth when he speaks. 

'Leave me' I shirked loudly trying to snatch my hand from his grip but it was too tight, it felt like he will crush my bones. He put the gun inside his holester and clutched my hairs with his other hand from window and yanked them tightly pulling me towards his side of window. 

I cried out in pain and when my eyes fall on his face I saw him wearing a karambit small knife in his neck. 

Well something is better than nothing. I grab that knife in my one hand, bite his hand which was holding my arm digging my teeth deep inside his flesh and jerked that knife off harshly from his neck. 

He left my hand instantly but his other hand was still on my hairs so I stabbed that knife in his hand at back from where he was holding my hairs. He winched in pain and left my hairs instantly. I quickly pulled the knife out and unlock the doors opening the one to the opposite and jumped out from the car.

When I looked back I saw him coming towards me shouting with his bleeding wrist in his other hand.  

'I will kill you bitch' he shouted from behind me.

I quickly turned where Nicolas was fighting and started running towards him. My whole focus was on running to Nicolas before this man reach me. I don't know why I was going to him but for me right now only he can save me whereas he was nothing less than him and I know it but still my mind was screaming to run at him. He was looking like my savior to me from that dangerous man who was chasing behind, cursing me. 

Maybe because somehow I will escape from Nicolas by other way but if I die today then there's no way. I was running in the heels and when was just a few feet away from Nicolas, before I could catch him my foot twisted and I fall on the road. 

Today I am seriously unlucky. 

The tattooed man was quick, he grabbed me from my hairs and pulled them making me stand on my feet and slapped hard across my face making my face turn aside.

 'Nicolas.....' 

I screamed Nicolas name loudly hoping he would hear my voice and save me.

And as I wish he did, 

his face turned towards me and in few seconds he stabbed the knife in all of the men with whom he was fighting and their bodies fall on the road like heaps. He looked in my eyes slicing the throat throat of the last one without any hesitation.

The man clutched his neck when blood started to flow copiously from his neck and his dead body fall on the road like stake.

With full wide open eyes in shape of saucer and mouth opened ajar I looked at the scene horried, voice won't came out of my throat looking at how brutally he killed them.

I came to my senses when the tattooed man put his gun on my temple pressing the cold barrel on my skin and snarled  

'Try to do something this time bitch and the bullet will directly go inside your smart brain' he yanked my hairs more tightly pulling them down mercilessly making my head tilt towards sky and I wince in pain but my eyes were still fixed on Nicolas with tears furiously flowing down my chin.

His angry expressions turned more intense, his jaw and fists tighten holding the knife in his one hand, while his hands were stained in blood. I averted my gaze quickly from his hands back to his face. 

A man from the back came running towards him holding a knife in his hand, my eyes widen and a scream was about to escape my throat but before he could reach him taking his gun out from his back Nicolas fire the gun four times without breaking eye contact with me and I shrieked loudly with my everything. 

After shooting that man about six men came and surrounded Nicolas holding guns in their hands pointing at him.

'Leave her' Nicolas growled from his clenched jaw in a deadly tone. He was looking dead scary, even I was scared of him now more than this tattooed man. I'd probably done a mistake by coming to him.

 'Leave her Simon I am warning you otherwise your dead body will be found lying here before you could even blink' he snarled dangerously.

'Oh, she seems important to you Davis, hu'. 'But you know what?’ the man paused and clutched my hairs more tightly like will tear my skull out from my hairs making me squeal in pure anguish as I clutched my hairs with one hand to reduce the pain. 

“This smart bitch of yours, she bite my hand and stabbed my own knife in my hand. Then what about seeking revenge of what she did to me' he said in an angry voice.

'Don't you think of that Simon, if you lay a finger on her or if a single drop of blood will loose from her body, I swear you'll going to receive a fate worse than death' Nicolas warned in his ice cold deadly tone. 

I was shocked on hearing his words did he really mean what he said, did it effect him if I got hurt because to me he was the one who had hurt me, beat me the most. Did he forgot about how he manhandled me, how he starved me, he himself is nothing less than him or I could say even more worst but now again, how can I forget he is a damn possessive psychopath.