Prologue;

*Third Person's POV*

The cold breeze of the night touches the fair white complexion of Desire Almonte. It's already late and she can't find someone to help her fix her car. It overheated, and now she's in the middle of nowhere. She could see no one there and not even a single car passes. Woods and the rough road are the only things that she could see, and all she hears is the sound of the night owl that's probably coming fom the middle of the woods.

She sighed out of frustration and combed her long blonde hair using her fingers. She tried calling her friends for help but there's no signal.

"Why the hell did this happened?" She was supposed to go home after her medical mission but ended up being stuck in the middle of a rough road.

She was about to go inside her car when she noticed two human figures approaching towards her direction. All of a sudden she felt nervous, her body wasn't trembling from cold but from the fear she's feeling. She opened her car door and was about to go inside, when the two guys held her wrist. It was so tight that she can even feel her flesh being torn apart.

"Who are you? Stay away from me!" she yelled while trying to escape from their tight grip.

"You can't get away from here, alive!" She swallowed the lump in her throat upon hearing what the guy said. It was dark and the only light that she could see is the light from her car. She can't recognize their faces but she's aware that they are both guys because of their body built and of course the voice of the man who have just spoken.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked nervously. The guys just laugh at her and punch her stomach.

"Ouch!" she groaned because of the pain. She could feel her stomach aching so bad.

"I think this would be easy," one of the guys whispered. Then they both slap her hard on the face. Tears started to fall from her eyes as she felt both her face and stomach burning.

"Help! Help!" she cried wishing that somebody would come to save her.

"Nobody will save you, you will die in our hands."

"Please stop this!" She continued to beg while crying. Her heart almost stopped beating when one of the guys showed her a pocket knife and stabbed her stomach. She could feel the cold metal ripping her flesh and the pain it costs her. She wanted to run but could not find the courage to do it. Her body is starting to feel weak and even if it's not, she still can't escape because her strength is nothing compared to theirs.

"Let go of her!" She heard someone shouted. The two guys laughed and let go of her to face the person who's trying to save her. It was her chance to finally run but her vision is a bit blur and her legs were shaking due to the too much torture.

"You stupid! Stop meddling with our business!"

She could not see clearly but the thud and groans were clear to her ears. Finally somebody came to save her and he's fighting those bad guys now! The guy is really brave to risk his life for her.

"Thank you," she whispered as if telling it directly to her savior. She could feel the blood flowing from her stomach and her feet were starting to feel numb. She fall to the ground and was about to close her eyes when she felt someone carried her. She could feel the warmth and the manly scent from him.

"You did it, you defeated them," she said in a weak voice. The man carefully placed her on the passenger seat of her car.

"Don't worry, I will take you to the hospital," he promised. As if on cue the lights inside her car opened and she was able to see the man's face before she passed out.