His lips were persistent in planting kisses on the side of my neck as his hand began groping my breasts. I cursed myself for letting myself get into this morbid situation. I should have seen this coming. However, rather than blaming my past self, I needed to figure out how to get out of here and away from Josh.
His large hand squeezed my breast, and I was repulsed by his touch. I started hitting him as hard as I could as I squirmed in his arms, but I wasn’t strong enough to push him away. His lips had begun nibbling on my neck before he started sucking on my skin. His hands were restless as it stroked my breasts and then my legs.
"Stop! Please stop this!" I continued to scream as he continued to harass me.
That was when I realized that we were inside his private lounge. Who could come and save me now?
I could smell Josh’s cologne as it filled my senses and the wetness of his kisses along my neck. His hands fondled my body, my breasts, and my ass. It felt disgusting. It felt so dirty...
I want to get out of here.
Somebody please help me!
Hayden! Please help me, Hayden!
Before I realized it, I had started sobbing.
I took in a large breath before I shouted at the top of my lungs...
"Hayden!!!"
There was a loud slamming sound, and my eyes flew wide open at the same time that the door to the private lounge was swung open. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. If this is a dream, please don’t let me wake up. If this is my imagination, please make it come true.
There standing in the doorway was the man I had just called for. It was Hayden.
Before I could say anything more, I heard loud noises from outside before a few bodyguards ran into the room. They seemed shocked as well at the scene before them.
"Mister Josh, are you alright?" one of the guards said as he crouched down to support Josh up from the floor.
Josh was hurt but it clearly wasn’t life threatening. I hated to admit it, but I did not have an ounce of sympathy for him at all in that moment. If Hayden hadn’t turned up, I hated to imagine what that man would have done to me.
Josh sat up with the help of one of the guards while the other guards stared at Hayden and his blood covered knuckles. However, they did not dare to approach Hayden at all.
"What the fuck...Hayden?" Josh muttered before he spat out blood from his mouth onto the floor.
"I could ask you the same thing. What the fuck were you doing, Josh..." Hayden spoke for the first time and his voice was freezing cold. His light blue eyes were like frozen lakes; however, I could see the fires of anger burning just underneath their surface.
"You told me that she’s not your girlfriend!" Josh cried out in confusion.
Apparently, he still didn’t understand what was wrong about what he did to me.
"So, you could harass and rape her if she isn’t my girlfriend?" Hayden asked. His eyes...are so cold and scary.
"You low born mafia gangsters really can’t stop yourself from getting violent now, can you? Guards, get them out!" Josh screamed as he pointed his finger at Hayden.
"Violent? You haven’t seen the start of violence yet..." Hayden said without backing down.
I was so scared that another fight would break out at this point. More than anything, I was scared that Hayden would get hurt. If the guards got involved in the fight, Hayden would get hurt. I need to stop him.
--To be continued...