Zoey's pov
I knew I shouldn't be out all by myself but still, I wanted to run from home. I hated my mom for always dictating how I should live my life. I am a full grown woman for crying out loud. I am 22 and should no longer be treated like a child.
"That's what I told my mom before I stormed out of the house into the cold and unwelcoming embrace of the night". I sobbed bitterly as I walked. I didn't realize how far I've gone until I raised my head only to find out that I was in a dark alley, all alone.
At this moment, I was too scared to cry, my eyes wide open,I scanned the area, which was void of any living thing at the moment. At the far end, I could see a dim light,"a ray of hope for me" I thought. I walked as fast as my tiny legs could carry me but something drew my attention, another figure walking behind me. My feet felt like jelly, my stomach twisted and churned, I was scared out of my mind.
" I should have stayed home" I said to myself.
I increased my pace and so did the figure behind me.At this moment I knew the only options I had was to either run or die. As if sensing my thoughts, the figure ran towards me, caught me by my hair and pinned me down to the ground. My body was greeted with the hard surface of the concrete floor.I tried so hard to get up and run but the hefty chunk of the human body on top of me wouldn't let me, so the first thing that came to my head was to scream and that's what I did. With my high-pitched piercing voice, I screamed at the top of my voice only for a mighty fist to come in contact with my face. The pain, followed by the numbness I felt around my cheeks and jawline was like I was sent to hell.
"Damn,it strung so bad."
I tried to wiggle my way out from his strong and mighty arms but he held me in place. I tried, I stopped fighting when I heard the most disgusting laughter I've ever heard."Well well well, what do we have here? A feisty lady . Hmmm I love them feisty you know? With his hand sliding down from my mouth,caressing my neck and towards my breast he laughed and said "well sweetheart,am gonna have fun with you tonight"
Pause and rewind!!!
"Allow me to introduce myself". Hi I am Zoey Francesca Anderson, older sister to cute Tyler Anderson. I am 22 and my brother is 15. So back to where I was.
My first instinct was to give the man a good kick in the middle and so I did but he dodged and before I could come up with another plan, the rough surface of his hand greeted the side of my left cheek. Fireworks danced round and round as my head couldn't process anything but pain and the fact that my pants have come undone. I heard the laughter of victory from my predator as though he's about to eat the world's best dessert and at that moment, i knew there was no strength left in me to fight. I closed my eyes, lying helplessly for him to get it done and over when suddenly, he was yanked away from me.I opened my eyes and the deepest ocean eyes stared right back at me."Are you alright ?" This stranger's melodious voice was like soothing music to my ears.I fumbled to say something, anything but I couldn't. I just lay there, staring at him. "Come on, let's get you out of here first" he said, so he picked me up, bridal style and walked effortlessly down the alley to the road where a car was waiting. As he walked towards the car,I took a good look at him and boy, he is damn fine.From his dark yet, so defined curls, to his piercing deep ocean blue eyes,his long,yet contoured nose,his perfect jawline and his cupid shaped lips. "He is hot". I thought to myself.
"You like what you see princess?". he asked.
My cheeks were like ripe cherries but I was too shaken to feel embarrassed that he caught me staring. We reached the car and he had to put me down in order to open the door and i entered the car.
"Where do you live princes? he asked.
I was too tired to reply, I curled myself over at the back seat and slowly, my heavy eyelids began to close. The last thing I heard before I drifted to sleep was,
"don't worry princess,I'll take care of you".
I woke up to the smell of eggs and hot chocolate, filling my nostrils. Half asleep,half awake with my eyes still closed, I grumpily dragged myself out of bed,my bare feet grazing the soft fur rug underneath it. At first I didn't realize that something was different until I opened my eyes fully only to realize that something felt different.
"This isn't my room" I realized as my eyes took it all in.
The room was spacious,the interior decor, classy and clean. The walls were painted in black and gray. The furniture wooden yet ,very stylish, the curtains so elegantly placed and the king sized bed in the middle of the room, which I just slept on was soft and the sheets,neat and it smelt so masculine, like men's after wash yet subtle and mixed with sandalwood and cinnamon .
While trying to take it all in, slowly I began to recall bit by bit what happened last night.
"The dark alley, the dirty huge man who tried to rape me, the 6ft hottie oozing of Zeus beauty who actually saved me."
Then it clicked!
"Wait, i am in his house!!! And I slept on his bed.
As if on clue, he strolled in with eggs, some toast and a hot cup of chocolate and may I add that this hunk of a man was shirtless.
"Hello princess. I see that you're finally awake."
My stomach was growling loudly, showing how desperate I am in need of food.
"someone is really hungry I see!" He said with a large smile plastered on his face.
I shamelessly allowed my eyes to travel down his shirtless body. His chiseled chest,hard nipples,down to his sculpted waistline. As if sensing and liking my wandering eyes on him,he decided to flex those strong muscles and damn, that got my insides throbbing so much that I gulped loudly.
I looked up at him only to see a smirk on that gorgeous face of his. He was enjoying every bit of my hormonal discomfort. He knew what he was doing to me by standing there, shirtless.
"umm thanks for saving me Mr"?
I didn't have time to process what I wanted to say. I just uttered the first thing that came to my mind.
He was enjoying this,I could tell.
"Call me Drew. Drew Jackson replied.
Thanks Drew. And am Zoey Francesca Anderson.
"I know who you are, princess.I know everyone in this town."
"Ok, Mr. arrogant". Well, that's what I thought when he said that. He's a bit arrogant and just showing off, I told myself.
"Here's your breakfast "
"Thanks" I replied
"hmmm" he mumbled as he strolled over to the bed, kept the tray of food before grabbing a towel as he entered the bathroom to take a shower.
I hurriedly ate the toast and eggs then washed it down with my hot chocolate. It felt so good to have something in my stomach after last night's incident. I missed my mom and felt so bad that I left home the way I did.
"I just want to go home". I sighed out loud. You