Tossing and turning she tried to find a more comfortable position to lay. But sadly was failing , she couldn't get comfortable no matter how hard she tried. Her head was killing her, groaning she ran her hand through her scalp but stopped when her fingers ran over a tender spot. Fully sitting up she looked around at her surrounding and remembered what happened at the gala.

She was still wearing her dress but was covered by a sheet. Sliding off the bed she blinked at the semi dark room, that was not hers. She glanced around the room and let herself remember how she had got here. The memories of her attacker and how he had protected her had came rushing back to her. She also couldn't help remember the kiss they had shared. Pushing back the blanket draped over her and got down off the be. Her naked feet touching the cold wooden floor. The room was freezing so she placed the light sheet over her shoulders and made her way over to the window. The sky was still dark so she knew she hadn't been sleeping for long. Looking at her reflection she notice the bandage over her eye where she had been cut. He had taken care of her injuries while she slept.

Lanoir tried to grasp the idea of him murdering people for her safety. She didn't want anyone to die on her behave, even if they were trying to kill her. She just didn't like violence. She had only taken those self defense classes because she wanted to be able to protect herself. But she wasn't trained to take on trained killer. But he was clearly trained to. Lanoir had questions that she needed answers to.

Walking back to the bed she sat down and tried to relax. Lanoir felt like her whole life was being turned upside down. And she couldn't do anything to stop it, not if she wanted to stay alive. But did she want to really let him go? Deep down she knew the answer was no. She felt a connection with him that she never felt with anyone else.

The door to the apartment opened. Lanoir turned her head to see her guy walking into the room with a black duffle bag and a box of pizza.

"I brought some pizza, your favorite pepperoni and a change of clothes for you." he said while placing it the kitchen counter. Opening a stainless steel refrigerator he pulled out a can of soda and set it on the counter. Getting up she made her way over to the food. Her mind no longer thinking about her situation, but the delicious smell of hot cheese and meat.

"Did you sleep alright?" He asked

Reaching over she opened the box and took out a hot slice the cheese pulling up. Nodding her head she took a bite and moaned at how good it tasted.

She pushed the box towards him and watch as he took a slice. Both eating in a comfortable silence after eating one more slice she opened the soda and took a couple of sips. She was surprised as he took the can to his lips and drank off it! Blushing she looked away, she was acting like a little girl who had just had her first kiss. It was just a soda, no biggie.

After they were done he threw the trash in the garbage. Lanoir looked through the bag and noticed that they were her clothing.

"Did you go to my house?" she asked while pulling out a pair of  dark jeans and a large grey nike sweatshirt. She grabbed a pair of black undies and her sports bra.

"Yes, I grabbed some clothes and made sure everything was secure." he said while staring at her

"Well thank you." she said " I'm going to go and shower." She said

"Alright, then after you can ask me what ever questions you have."

"I can ask you anything?"

"Yes."

"And you will tell me the truth?"

"I will tell you everything I can tell you. I will be honest with all my answers."  

Looking into his eyes she saw that he was telling the truth. Walking to the bathroom she shut the door and removed her dirty clothes. The dress was ruined so she wouldn't be wearing that again. Turning on the shower she stepped into the hot water and proceed to remove all the dirt and grime from her body. After that she washed her hair because it had gotten dirty as well. After she was done she dried off and put on her clean cloths. Wiping the steam off the mirrors she opened the cabinet and found it practically empty except for a brush, that was still in the packet. Opening the pack she ran the brush through her hair and left it down so it would dry faster. Cleaning up after herself she opened the door.

Walking back out she sat on the couch a few spaces away from him.

"Ask me anything you want." he asked he said quietly

"Well for starters what's your name? Out of all this time I still don't know your name." she asked

"Well they call me Judas." he said

"Like the devil?" she questioned

"Yes, But I want you to call me by my birth name. No one has ever called me by it. You can call me Jaxs."

"Okay, Jaxs tell me about yourself. If you're comfortable."

"I was raised by a man who adopted me from an orphanage when I was four years old. My parents died in a car crash and I didn't have any other family."

"Whats was the mans name?" she asked

" We were told to call him father."

"We? There were more of you?"

"Yes there were more of us, he took in orphaned children and gave them a purpose."

"What was that purpose?" She whispered

"We would be his warriors, we were trained to fight and kill. And if you weren't strong enough you were discarded.

Lanoir was shocked and speechless. He was raised to kill for some strange man who took in orphaned children. What kind of  crap was she hearing.

"I was trained since that very day, groomed to be the strongest. The man who had taken me in saw potential in me and didn't allow me to be weak."

"What did he do to you?"

"I had to prove that I wasn't weak."

"How?"

"I killed his best fighter when I was eight. I was smaller than him and faster. So when I was thrown into the ring with him. I did what I had to, I survived. All fights were fought to the death, He came into it knowing that he would win. But he undermined me, even though he was bigger and stronger than me I  was smaller and quicker so when he had me pinned to the ground I stabbed him" 

He finished his memory quickly, looking anywhere but him she proceed the horrifying tale. She couldn't believe that he had to kill someone just to survive. He didn't get the chance to have a normal childhood. She thought her childhood was poor, but at least she didn't have to murder anyone. She stop the tears that blurred her sight. He had been treated so badly, she remembered the scars on his back, how painful they looked. Leaning over she wrapped her arms around him giving the comfort he probably never experienced. His body stiffen but slowly relaxed , arms coming around to wrap around her waist.

"I'm so sorry you were treated that way, no one deserves that."  she said into his shoulder

After a minute she pulled away and wiped at her eyes.

"But why are they trying to kill me?" she asked

"Because they see you as a distraction. Lanoir I've never cared for anyone especially not a women. They think that you'll hinder my mission."

"Have I stopped you from doing your mission...?" she asked

"You are now my only mission. I only fight for you now. I live to protect you. Before you I didn't have a reason to live, but since i've met you i have a real purpose. And now that I have you I won't let you go. Ive went my whole life without feeling , you make me feel Lanoir and I know that i'm selfish for not wanting to give you up. But I Deserve you." he said his eyes never leaving hers.

Lanoir didn't know what to say, she never had anyone who would give up everything they knew just for. But this wasn't a normal situation he wasn't a normal guy. He was a trained Assassin. But she cared for him.

Both leaning in their lips met and they kissed. Unlike last time this kiss was slow and full of passion. Her eyes closed in bliss as she enjoyed the feeling.

She was surprised  when he pulled away. Opening her eyes she saw that his body was stiff.

"We need to go." he said his voice deadly serious.

"Why whats going on?" she whispered.

Grabbing her hand he didn't answer and pulled he to the back of the condo while grabbing her duffle bag and slinging it over his shoulder. Opening the frat elevator they made their   way down to the garage. Walking at a fast pace they made their way to a sleek black BMW. He lead her to the passenger side and opened the door. After shutting the door he walked to the driver side and got in reaching over he put her seat belt on , then put on his seatbelt. Starting the car he swiftly made his way up the ramp and they were speeding down the street. Looking in the rearview mirror she saw a group of men dressed in black heading in the back of the building with guns.

They were there to kill her.