Caught Between two flames

CAPTURED?

The other man looked surprised when I called out to him,then suddenly all of the boy's expressions changed except the one who was holding me, he seemed confused.

The other man looked at him and rolled his eyes before walking over to me ,he suddenly put a protective arm around me and pulled me away from him.

"Sorry for this one,she's a little idiot."I breathed a sigh of relief as the second man approached us, placing a protective arm around me and helping me escape the grasp of the other man. I turned to look at him with a mix of gratitude and confusion. "Thank you,".

As the silence in the room continued, I felt a mixture of relief and surprise as the man who had been holding me captive suddenly released his grip on my waist. I had expected him to protest or to look hurt at my confession, but instead, he had simply let go... why?but then I looked at him and saw him rolling his eyes on the other man

My words hung in the air, heavy with accusation and disappointment. "Look how he was treating me," I said to the other man. "He was touching me without my consent. Is this the kind of friend you have?"

The other man rolled his eyes and said"Yeah, I'm aware of how much of prick he can be."

My voice trembled slightly as I spoke, trying to maintain my act. "Love, please take me out of here," I said, pleading in my tone. "It's getting difficult for me to breathe."

The other man chuckled slightly and held me closer"Don't worry,I got you."he picked me up in his arms and carried me out of the room,leaving a jealous and annoyed man behind.

I gasped in surprise as the man picked me up in his arms, lifting me off the ground easily. I hadn't expected such a show of strength from him, and found myself at a loss for words. I wrapped my own arms around his neck, feeling small and vulnerable as I clung to him.

As we stepped outside, the heat wave hit us and I felt my cheeks flush a deep red. He was still holding me in his arms, his grip strong and secure. I tried to keep my composure, despite the conflicting emotions coursing through me. "Uh, can you put me down now?" I asked, my voice slightly breathless.

He gently set me down but kept me closer to him.
"Are you alright"he spoke gently as he looked down at me,his expression soft
There was something about him in this moment, holding me in his arms, that had softened his expression and demeanor. His eyes, which had been unreadable and cold just a few minutes ago, now looked at me with a hint of warmth and concern. "Thanks," I said, my voice soft. "If it wasn't for you, I don't think he was going to let me go anytime soon."

He chuckled slightly and gently ruffled my hair"Yeah he can be real annoying bastard sometimes."

My voice was soft and sincere as I thanked him again. "Thank you," I said, looking at him with appreciation. I then added, "By the way, could I know your name?"

"It's not problem,i couldn't really leave you alone in his hands like that."he smiles before responding."I'm Azrael Cabello .How about you?"

"I'm pleased to meet you Mr.Cabello."i smiled."My name is Zeya Malik."

He smiled ,a chuckle escaping his lips.
"And it's a pleasure to meet you as well Miss. Zeya Malik, although I wish it was under different circumstances."

I let out a small, sheepish laugh, feeling a hint of guilt. "Yeah, seriously," I replied, my voice apologetic then I asked "Btw that guy? Is he your friend?"

He nodded slightly."yeah! Kian is my friend,he is usually not like that though.i don't know what got into him today."

I shook my head, a small smile on my lips. "Don't worry, it's not a problem," I reassured you. "But please, let's keep it a secret that we are not actually in a relationship," I continued, my voice lowering so only he could hear me. "And make sure he doesn't find out that we don't even know each other. Okay?"

He chuckled."Don't worry,don't worry .I'll make sure of it.Although i can't promise he won't try to bother you later on."

My voice was earnest as I pleaded with him. "Please," I said, my eyes searching his. "I can't stand a guy like him. You're a nice man, and I would be forever grateful if you could just do this one small favor for me."

He chuckled once again,amused."You really can't tolerate him huh?"

He sighed jokingly but nodded anyway.

"Alright fine, I'll pretend to be your boyfriend infront of him .Just for you princess."

A wave of heat spread across my cheeks as he called me 'princess.' The single word, spoken in his deep voice, sent a shiver of excitement mixed with vulnerability down my spine. I could feel the color rising to my face, betraying my surprise and pleasure at the unexpected nickname

I quickly composed myself, pushing aside the unexpected fluster his word had caused me. "Yes, of course,I hate it when people get too close without my permission."

He looked surprised by my words and said"I get that i didn't expect you to get Kian riled up so easily."

His words caught me off guard, and I shook my head in confusion. "I didn't mean to rile him up," I muttered, but before I could say more, my phone rang, interrupting us. "I have to take this," I said apologetically. "It was nice to meet you again," I added, feeling a sudden reluctance to leave him so soon.

He smiled and ruffled my hair once again"It was nice to meet you,princess .I'll see you around if you ever got bothered by Kian again."

I couldn't help but smile again as he called me 'princess' once more, and a part of me wanted to protest at how much I liked the nickname. But I quickly recovered and asked, "How will you know if he's bothering me again?"

He chuckled again,"well knowing Kian,there is good chance.He will try to go after you again and if he does you can always find me and I'll pretend to be your boyfriend just to irritate him."

I thought for a moment then I asked"how will I find you then?"

He hummed in a thought for a moment before he chuckled slightly
"Here"
He took my phone from my hand and typed  something before giving it back to me.

I couldn't believe it myself, how he had entrusted his number to me, a complete stranger. I looked at him, gratitude welling up inside me. "Thanks," I managed to say, my voice soft with thankfulness. "I never thought a stranger would be willing to help me so much."

He smiled and and ran a hand through his hairs, messing it up little.
"Yeah,I suppose I'm helping a stranger,but to me a pretty girl asking for help is worth it."

The compliment took me by surprise, and I felt a flush of warmth in my cheeks. He called me pretty, his voice low and velvety, the single word sending a flutter of something unfamiliar through me. I tried to keep my composure, though I couldn't help but feel a small thrill of pleasure at his unexpected compliment.

I thanked him with a warm smile, feeling a sense of gratitude for his help. I watched him leave, his tall figure slowly disappearing from sight. A mixture of emotions swirled within me, surprise at his kindness and his unexpected compliment, leaving me with a strange feeling of... loss, as he walked away.

My heart skipped a beat as I suddenly felt another presence behind me. A hand suddenly clamping down on my mouth, preventing me from moving or making a sound. I felt a surge of fear and helplessness at being caught off guard and silenced.
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