Not Some Princess ✓

24. Greek Signal

A/n: Trigger warning: This chapter might be sensitive to some people and contains hints to mature themes, kindly proceed with caution.

23

Greek Signal

Losing is easy
Winning takes bravery
I am a tiger's fool
Out in the open
No one to save me
The kindest of whispers are cruel
—Loyal Brave True
Christina Aguilera

THE ENTIRE floor was empty. My eyes roamed around the deserted space and found nothing pertinent to the NGO the email had implied the place to be. Hell, it wasn't even relatively similar to the pictures attached in the mail.

My heart skipped a beat.

Everything happened in a flash. The man's expression changed from welcoming to dark. Realisation dawned upon me. I was completely screwed over. My panicked self jumped towards the door but met with his sturdy body and my blood ran cold.

With my blood thudding through my veins. I looked up saw the man now smirking me.

It's official I don't like his smile. Or him. Or this place.

I need to get out of here.

I pushed him away and he sneered.

I resisted the urge of shivering.

"Who are you? And what is this, some sick joke?" I put as much strength into my words as I could, this man needed to know I wasn't scared an inch from him. Even though my pulse indicated something completely different.

Bad teeth just sneered and took a step towards me. I gulped and turned behind me. There was a staircase behind. A bad idea. But a quick one. With hesitation I moved towards the staircase, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves at the same time. Panicking in this situation is the worst thing I could do.

And my heart threatening to dive out of my chest was not exactly helping me to concentrate. And this was a bad sensation, not the fluttery feeling I have when it is with Ray. Ugh. Why did I come here? I was good having delicious lunch with him.

It's never good to leave food.

My feet met the croaky steps as I lunged upwards to get rid of the man who was now following me with a look in his eyes that made me want to slap myself for being this reckless. I got the hint of the man's intentions and even thinking about them made bile rise in my throat and made my face twist with disgust.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. But suddenly everything went numb. It was like my brain stopped and my eyes raised to meet with the man who was watching my every move. This man who might as well be a monster. His plans were certainly not humane. He was one of those people who inflict permanently damaging pain upon others and get off on it. His kind is the reason so many people are still struggling to catch up to the world.

His kind which comes in different types. Some those who inflict the pain. Some who celebrate the pain. And some who ignore the pain. All of them lethal in their own way. Some who blur the lines of consent. And some who take advantage of it. Some who don't care about it at all.

My jaw tightened.

I raised two fingers and curled them to invite him to me.

He snickered and took a step towards me. My heart struggled to beat. I blinked my tears away.

Please, please not yet. Just not yet. Not yet.

I groaned and ran towards him and my shoulder jabbed his with as much strength as I put into it. Taking him by surprise. He stumbled and fell on the ground.