In love with a bad guy

Prologue

I ran and I ran as fast as I can, barefoot. Trying to escape from the monsters, their evil schemes haunting me.
I glanced behind everywhile to ran away before they could abduct me.

I took long strides, Sweats dropping out of me, heavy pantings, dried throat asking to be hydrated. I came to a halt, my hands resting on my knees to take a long breath as I looked behind to see them approaching me just a few metres away.

I started to run again, my legs trembling from a while long as I have been running round-the-clock. I couldn't run faster anymore so I set my foot into the dark alley, my speed becoming slow.

I looked behind to see if they were following me as my feet's were worned out, my lungs were out of breath and I stumbled over on the floor.

Now this was my end I wasn't expecting, they will catch me for sure and then again I'll be living in the hell once again. No, it can't be I can't lose, not yet when I finally was able to escape the torture, I can't go back to square one.

I touched my necklace tracing the pearls it was my mom's last gift that remained with me and gripped became tighter and at that moment I decided to fight the battle till the very end.

So I looked around for help and found a man blowing out that cancerous stick, a cigarette. He looked young around my age but his body says otherwise, sculpted, robust, muscular, perfect for my target as I stood up quivering supporting my hands on the cold floor.

I reached before him limping around.

"save me" I whispered before him being distressed as I clutched his shoulders.

He stared at me, no expressions at all, blank. As he tried to take away my hands.

"Please, I beg you", I nudged his shoulders, desperation evident in my voice.

"get off", he said bitterly, trying to get away from me.

This was my last chance as I took of my necklace and placed in his hands.

"this is something precious, you can live off it for a lot longer than you think" I said looking behind to see them coming towards me.

"take it, please", I said to him, hinting with my eyes to make him see the danger I was in.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!", the men in black suit shouted as they sprinted towards me.

I looked at him for help but all he did was to stare at me, mouth shut as his eyes travelled back to where those men were.

He heaved a sigh as he harshly grabbed my arm and forced me behind his back covering me with a big body as he stood in defence.

"Get away young boy, you don't wanna put yourself in danger, right?", one of the men that seems to be their leader shouted.

"let's see who would be in danger", he smirked as he dodged the punch that were aimed at his face by grabbing it and twisting it behind his back. While he kicked the other one to knock him out.

He fought back while trying to knock them all out, I watched him fight, perplexed by the talent of this young man swiftly throwing punches at them as it was a piece of cake for him.

I was traumatised, feet's frozen, breath stuck in the back of my throat. I never liked violence yet I was entangled with, panic started rising within me, my dried throat gulped the remaining mucous with in my mouth, my hands trembling, eyes locked to the scene as I couldn't move a muscle.

I saw him getting attacked by them as he was under the men jabbing him, he looked up to see me standing straight, not moving as he punched them to take a control of over.