Chapter 5: Where Am I?

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A/N:

Again, to those who's read this chapter before. I had to change the bartender TOMMY's name to THEO. I didn't realize until now, how strangely familiar Tommy's name is to Tammy- Adrienne's bestfriend. I don't want any references between these two. Theo (previously named Tommy) is just a douche.

The inspiration for Pietro's penthouse was the palatial penthouse of the Baccarat Hotel and Residences in NYC. It was sold in 2016 with a whopping 60 million US dollar price tag!

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Recap:

Just when I was a few steps from her, I saw a guy approached her. I see recognition in her eyes until he forcefully pulled her to a corner, covering her mouth as she ask for help.

I stride furiously in their direction.

Then I saw the guy wincing in pain while cursing.

When I turned that corner our eyes met for a second before I realized what this asshole is doing. He's forcing himself on my angel. Slamming his lips on her while his hands travel around her body. She kept struggling moving her head back and forth avoiding his lips. Then I saw him successfully tore the hem of her dress when I grabbed him off of her then threw his body to the brick wall. Slamming my fist into every part of his body.

"No one touches what's mine!" I bellowed furiously before I continued my assault as if I was possessed. I don't care even if he already lost consciousness.

"Pietro!" I was snapped out of my senses. I looked up to see James holding my unconscious angel.

I picked her up bridal style, my driver held the door open as we get inside it. James stayed behind to hand the assaulter to the police.

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Continuation:

Adrienne's POV:

I opened my eyes to be blinded by the light coming from the window.

'Where am I?' I asked myself. A panic rose inside of me.

I bolted up but stalled when I felt my muscles aching. Flashes of last nights event flooded my mind. When I looked at my arms I saw bruises from the force Theo used to hold me still while having his ways with me.

I shivered at the thought. He's the first person I befriended since I moved here. Note to self, DO NOT TRUST PEOPLE EASILY.

I tried to mentally check if I feel pain in other parts of my body.

Then, I remembered being rescued.

I can't remember much about my rescuer but I recall looking into his eyes. In that moment I knew I will be saved. It didn't take long until he took Theo off of me. I refuse to see the following events knowing there's too much violence ahead of me. I tried with so much effort to stay conscious instead I dropped into someone else's arms. Not long after, everything blacked out.

I looked around the room. This is a man's room. I don't think this is Theo's, so it must be my savior.

Walls were white except for the accent wall in dark grey color. One side of the room has floor to ceiling glass window with a door that leads to the balcony, that has a sitting area. It has minimalist style but you can see that everything in this room screams luxury. From the four poster king size bed where I slept, to the art pieces that hang on the wall. There's a couch for two at the corner of the room with a small coffee table and a small desk on the opposite side of the bed. I It seems the room has a theme, mostly white, grey and black.

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