Amara just stared at the cruel man she had ever seen in this world. Not even Tristan is that cruel. The man who stood straight with all his might and pride is no less than a walking devil.

"DAMIAN KNIGHT" she doesn't even want to register his name in her mind but that wasn't the case. His name got printed in her mind just like the brutal scene that happened earlier.

That could be her. Every scream of that man, his tears, pain, everything. She could feel everything. How can she not!? She had been in the similar situation not too long ago. The blood which gushed out of the man's body made her stomach sick.

Her insides twisted at the horrible person who stood there with a smirk and the horrific death of someone who wasn't even looking like a human, they made his death so cruel that strangers couldn't even recognize it as a human's dead body.

She felt a sudden urge to throw up as she felt so sick to the core. Covering her mouth with her palm she tried to fight the feeling but too bad it wasn't going to subside anymore as she hasn't seen something as hideous as the scene earlier.

" Hey, are you fine? Do you need to-do oh my I guess you should go to restroom."

Katherine mentioned as soon as she saw Amara's state. Draping a hand over her shoulder Katherine guided Amara to restroom but even before she could move a few people in black suits blocked the way.

"You can't take her anywhere ma'am. She's hostage of Mr. Sanchez. We were ordered to look after her each and every minute."

Katherine scoffed at the person who stood with spine straight blocking them from going further. Katherine wasn't a person who's new to these kind of things but still a little rage burned inside her as she looked at the person before her.

"Don't you think a dog like should know it's place. You were supposed to guard her, so that she couldn't escape right!? So do your duty by guarding outside the door of the restroom. Or do you want to barge into the ladies restroom and be shameless to fulfill your duty?"

She quirked her brow up challenging him to which the guy just stepped aside to let them go.

It wasn't her fault that she's too rude to the person who's doing his duty, she's frustrated. Those guards, they were always present when their boss does something hideous. Even when their bosses force girls and ruin them these guards would just gaurd the door with a straight and stoic face. It's not that they don't have any feelings they were just tied up with a thing called money and loyalty so they would just turn a blind eye to the things that would happen in front of their eyes.

She had seen many of them giving a pity look to her whenever Dylan visits her room. Her screams, her cries were unheard by them even though it would echo to the every corner of his mansion, they give her a flash of their stare filled with pity to make her even more miserable. She hated them for not even asking whether she's fine, she hated herself for even expecting something like that and also she hates herself for not being brave and strong like the girl beside her.

Sending her inside the cubical Katherine stayed calm and remenced her pathetic of a life she's living. She thought of growing up into a good woman, getting a job, marrying a good person and live happily with her husband, father and children. She chuckled looking herself in the mirror, a whore that's what she became how ironic!

Stepping out of the cubical Amara walked towards Katherine who just faced her while crossing her hands under her chest.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I wou-"

"Punch me." Katherine demanded.

"Excuse me!?"

Amara wasn't sure as to what she heard just now. Why was she asking her for a punch? She just stood there blinking at Katherine's words.

Walking past her Katherine went inside the cubical which was occupied by Amara a while ago and climbed up the commode to reach the ventilator. They were lucky enough to have a louver ventilators with glass. She carefully pulled out all the glasses and asked Amara to place it on the floor carefully so that the guards outside the door wouldn't suspect anything.

She slowly climbed down the commode with a huge gap sufficient enough for a person to escape the bathroom. Clapping her hands quietly she smirked looking at Amara who stood there completely dumb founded.

"What!? Didn't you say you want to leave this place? Make it fast before I change my mind."

She spoke watching Amara widening her eyes who doesn't have any clue of Katherine's plan.

                             Meanwhile

"Nice to see you after a long time, Dude."

Damian stated with a smirk as he started at his cousin rolling his eyes at him.

"I wish I could say the same thing to you." Rowan retorted.

Damian pouted playfully which made him look more scary, a smile on his lips is more creepy than his anger. No one could ever have a clue about the things lingering inside Damian's little mind, people didn't even try, they just assumed his thoughts would be as scary as him. But they're wrong, his thoughts weren't as scary as him, they were beyond the word scary.

"Ouch, you hurt my feelings. And I heard that you have a little precious thing to protect. You have it don't you?"

Damian smirked as he leaned in shoving his hands into his pockets. Within a fraction of seconds he was jerked forward by a strong grip on his collar by two muscular hands.

"Don't you dare threaten him, you piece of shit."

Tristan gritted through his teeth as he held Damian by his collar, his grip only tightened when he heard Damian laughing hysterically as if he heard a joke.

"Don't make me punch you asshole!"

Tristan threatened and that's when everything became silent. Damian's laughter went dead as he stared at Tristan with a smirk. The one who said that Damian's laugh is creepy were wrong, the creepy thing about him is his silence, which could kill you any minute.

"Do it. I dare you."

Damian challenged only to find someone changing the whole environment.

"Leave him, Tristan. He's not worthy of your anger. And you Mr. Damian Knight. I suggest you to stay away from my son, you do know that I stayed away from my family by my choice not because I'm incapable to be a mafia heir. Trust me, dare to touch my son you will see hell. You know I don't like to show off my strength I appreciate if you let me do that or you know the consequences."

Rowan warned, which made Damian to quirk his brow up in return. He loves challenges, for him it's fun to see Rowan getting angry that was rare but he still managed to bring out the man who stayed calm even though he saw his wife's death in front of his own eyes. Rowan was completely different from a person who grew up between people who kill others to gain something. Rowan Knight is the first person who ditched his position to be a heir and opted to save people by choosing the profession which is completely opposite to their family's job. He was someone who just listens to his heart and he still does that. That was something Damian despised with all his heart, since childhood.

Leaning towards his cousin, Damian whispered in his deep voice with a smirk lingering at the corner of his lips.

"Let's see if I could do something to bring down that confidence of yours. Fighting! And don't forget to remember me when you get hurt, or the people you love get hurt."

Winking at his cousin Damian walked out of the hall with all his grace. And that's when people around him took a breath.

Meanwhile

"Ahhh"

Katherine screamed loud as her hand bled making the white tiles to turn red. There were some pieces of glass stuck into her skin as she was smashed by a glass right on her hand. She got a cut at the corner of her mouth and a bruise on her eye. That's how Katherine was witnessed by the guards of Tristan who came running into the restroom not caring about the gender.

"What happened? Wh-"

"I tried to stop her but she attacked me and fled through the ventilator up there. Damn it. Catch her before she goes too far"

Katherine cried while clutching on her bleeding hand. Just like she presumed the two guards fled out of the restroom one through the ventilator and other one from the door. As she expected no one helped her nor checked twice before leaving the restroom. They were panicked, panicked for getting killed by their boss.

"Are you OK? It looks painful."

Amara asked as she rushed out of the cubical opposite to the one though which the guard left. She wasn't ready to smash the glass or punch the girl. So Katherine just did everything by herself.

"I'm fine, now listen carefully, after you get out of the restroom take a immediate left and straight. Turn left when you see a portrait of MonaLisa. You will find the back door and I'm sure that there wouldn't be single person there to guard."

"Why are you doing this? I don't understand!"

She stated staring at the blood gushing out of Katherine's hand. Instead of answering her words Katherine just placed a piece of paper in her hand which caught Amara's attention.

"When you reach this address, you will see a man in 50's. He loves cupcakes just because I love them. He doesn't like to wear specs just because I said he would look old. Take a box of cupcakes, with a bunch of orchids and a scarf along with you when you visit him. It's winter he is too stubborn to spend money for himself."

"Let's go tog-"

"And tell that old man not to search for his daughter anymore, tell him not to cry on the streets, tell him not to annoy the cops, tell him not to wait at the busstop everyday, tell him to eat well and sleep well. And say this to him. His daughter Katherine is dead years ago."

"Katherine! Jus-"

"I'm not stupid to let you escape alone Amara, I'm not that good too. I have my reasons to stay here. So, leave before I do something stupid."

"I-"

"Leave. "

She commanded making Amara flinch by her stern words.

Following her directions Amara cried as she saw herself outside the hell. She was in now in an alley. A deserted ally where no one else was present besides her.

Running through her limits she breathed out when she found herself far away from the place she left. Fresh air blew caressing her hair as her eyes were filled with tears of joy and regret. She should have just convinced Katherine to escape with her.

Thinking of her she took a look at the paper she held tightly in her fists. It was an address which she knew. A few streets away from her university. Her heart clenched when she got a glimpse of the memory of an old man who used to sit in the bus stop everyday with a hope in his eyes. That was him, her father. He used to sit at the bus stop hoping that his daughter would come back to him with a smile on her lips which never happened. But he never lost his hope, all he did was talking about how good his daughter is and the way she disappeared. He laughed while recalling his daughter but a few tears would pool in his eyes which he used to cover up with a laughter saying "My daughter would feel sad if she sees me crying".

"She should have left with me."

Amara mumbled as she tried to find the way out of the Alley's and reach the main road or a familiar surroundings.

Katherine wasn't an idiot to leave the place. She doesn't want to disappoint her father, what if her father comes to know that she had slept with men older than him? What if he comes to know that the girl whom he thought would become a lawyer became a whore instead. What if Dylan Parker actually sends her videos to her father or publishes them in the net. Every woman in the party were aware of the place very well. They knew the secret exits and hidden rooms but still they wouldn't even think of leaving the place, why? Many reasons, if one was habituated to the life, while the other was blackmailed by her videos. For Katherine it was her father.

"Damn, He's really something. This shit head couldn't do his job good. He got caught."

Dylan cursed as he recalled the horrible state of his informer. He sure was thankful for being spared. If Damian thought he would have just killed him along with the spy but he didn't. Why? Maybe because of the weapons he imported secretly. He's sure that now or later there would be another threat coming for him in the name of Damian Knight asking to handover his new weapons without any blood shed. If Dylan is a person with brains he wouldn't try to make trouble for him so he decided to let this matter go.

"Oh Mr. Sanchez, I heard you were going to marry.  Don't forget to inform me, anyway congrats in advance."

Dylan wished him and left the place. His words made Tristan recall Scarlett, the girl who left him alone in this world. He was too desperate to make her his bride that, that became a hot topic within their circle. Why wouldn't it?

Tristan Sanchez the only hair was going to get married in a few months and was following the steps of his friend, Rowan. That is giving up his position.

At first rumours were spread that Tristan's not going to take after his father's place but after watching him playing the game recently, people got a new glimpse of a future heir to Jeon empire. The one who excelled all his ancestors in handling the things, whether it was a fight or a meeting.

Tristan never let anyone be aware of the death of his love, reason? People would think that he has become weak and would raise a doubt on him about handling his father's place. His heart sunk whenever people around him asked about his marriage. It always brought him back a glimpse of the precious thing he had lost.

" It's good to open up sometimes. Don't stuff your feelings within yourself."

Rowan advised but Tristan's eyes searched for a specific person whom he forgot for a while due to the ruckus created by Damian earlier. He searched for the pair of familiar eyes which were filled with fire but panicked without his knowledge when he couldn't find her.

That's when he saw one of his body guards coming towards him in a fast mode. He already had a bad feeling about this and the guy just confirmed it.

"Sir, I'm sorry to inform but Miss. Rivers is missing."

He scoffed as soon as he heard one of his men who he appointed to guard her, spout the words.

"She's going to regret this. I will make sure of it. "

Tristan mumbled as he clenched his fists into balls.

On the other hand Amara just kept walking through the deserted alleys one after the other. Not only the alleys, the streets were pretty deserted too. She's afraid, she recalled Katherine saying to beware. She said to protect herself when she encounters danger, in which she was likely to get into. The place was wholly owned by mafia and therefore small gangsters would be present here and there. Moreover her revealing dress wasn't helping her at all.

She was walked through the dark streets with a deadly silence accompanying her, her heart beat quickened matching the rhythm of her heels but soon she ran hearing footsteps behind her. Her heart hammered and she ran clutching on to the paper in her hands making it crumbled.

Her steps halted as soon as she saw herself in front of a dead end and some men who were totally drunk and smoking. Their gaze fell upon her and she unconsciously took a few steps back as she stared at the men who wolf whistled as soon they saw her.

"What a rich chick! Guess we will be rich today, good Job dude. Here's your pay for today."

The guy spoke as he approached Amara and tossed a few bills to the guy behind her, the one who chased her.

"Hmm, now lady give us every thing you have. Don't try to be smart or you will be in trouble."

He spoke as he twirled a strand of her hair around his finger with a creepy smirk on his face.

"I-I really don't have anything with me, I-ahh"

She yelped in pain when she was yanked by a tight grip on her hair by the same guy earlier.

"You have the pretty dress on you and you're saying you have nothing. Well,well good for me. I can have fun with you today. "

The guy grabbed her jaw digging his nails into her skin as she tried hard to get rid off him. She kneed him right on his crotch and he fell down on the ground yelping in pain. She tried to escape but alas, the other two guys caught her up from either sides and pinned her to the wall.

"How dare you bitch?"

The other one cursed as he slapped her hard making her head to whipp to the side. Her desperate attempts to get rid off those men vent in vain as it was one against two. The guy from the ground stood up slowly and punched her stomach which made her to fall on the ground. Her head landed on the harsh ground as they all kicked her a in rage. She wrapped her arms around her stomach but they stepped on her making her to cough blood. 

"This bitch! How dare you to kick me huh?"

He yelled as he yanked her by her hair to sit against the wall, but she was already loosing her consciousness. She pulled herself together and shaking her head to get rid of the dizziness she told to herself that she wouldn't just die like this and made Katherine's help to become useless. She would try hard until her last breath.

Digging her nails into the his arm which through which he caught her hair, she escaped from him when he let out a painful yelp retrieving his hand. Luckily she got a wooden stick just a small one to defend herself from them as she warned them not to come closer.

"Enjoying with the men here? Huh?"

She heard a familiar voice whispering dangerously close to her ear making her face to turn pale. The guy earlier yelped in pain and fell on the floor after a few seconds just like that. She saw the man whom she despised giving a few powerful punches to the three men earlier.

Tristan Sanchez . Her knees went weak as she plopped down on the ground weakly and coughed blood clutching onto her stomach.

The three of them fell on the ground with a few bruises on their body's as Tristan dusted off his hands. Amara saw his black shoes infront of her as she closed her eyes in defeat.

Crouching down to her level he smirked whispering in low tone.

"You will regret getting caught by me. I will make sure of it Amara. Mark my words."

And those were the last words she heard before falling into darkness. Tristan stared at her unconscious figure and closed her eyes in rage as he tried to control his rage after watching her bruises. Turning his gaze towards the three men he clenched his fists as he approached them slowly who were now pleading for his mercy.

"You sure have guts to touch what's mine huh? Are you that desperate to die in my hands?"

Tristan chuckled viciously as he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Sorry, sir we didn't know that she's yours  we're sorry please spare us."

The third guy prayed for mercy.

I don't want you to see in this city anymore"

Tristan ordered making them shook as he picked Amara's unconscious figure into his arms. She looked same earlier, brave and strong. Her lips, her nose, her eyes and her hair everything was beautiful about her especially her personality. The one which attracted him before.

"You're mine, mine to ruin and mine to destroy."

Tristan mumbled as he walked towards his car and drove to his house along with her.

.Time Skip.

"Aish! Who does he think he is to order us.  What if he's Tristan Sanchez huh? That kid." One of them complained.

"Beware of what you speak. You might get into trouble." warned the second one.

" Let's get away from here. I'm getting a wierd feeling." the third one hinted.

"Damn that bitch, he stole my fun for tonight. Now do I need to find a new girl huh? Damn she looked like she would be good in bed."

The man cursed again.

"Looks like you were in a bad mood."

"Now who the he-Mr.Knight?"

The three men were shook to see Damian standing before them in all his glory, with a few people behind him and cars parked at the end of the alley.

Damian smirked as he saw them bowing down to him as soon as they saw him.

"Needed a small favor to ask, have you seen this girl?"

Damian smiled as he displayed a photo of Amara on his phone to the three of them.

When Damian heard that the Amara girl was there in the party he was little bit taken aback, he was too focused on the spy and Rowan that he didn't even notice his surroundings. He knew that there's someone behind her kidnap who's powerful enough to handle the cops. He smirked as soon as he heard from his informers that she escaped from the party and she came in as Tristan's partner. How interesting he thought. He reached there even before Tristan appeared but stayed hidden in the shadows watching her struggling to escape. Not going to lie he was impressed by her, she didn't give till the end. "Tch, how weak and dumb" he thought while approaching to help her but Tristan entered.

Stupid Tristan and Stupid Amara but how interesting. The girl whom he's searching for is with him and he called her his. How fun it would be to mess with him now. Damian thought as a smirk made it's way to his lips.

"Ah, that bitch fell unconscious or I would have just- Mr. Sanchez just took away her sir."

"Oh really? Why was she unconscious?"

Damian asked as if he knew nothing about the scene earlier.

"Tha-" Even before the second guy could complete his sentence the earlier one interrupted him speaking.

"She's a whore sir. She tried to seduce us by wearing revealing clothes. She was a desperate hoe."

A loud laughter echoed through the dark alley which made it more creepy. Damian's deep laughter soon came to a halt as he glared at the guy who spoke earlier.

"Really!? Then what were you doing with her earring? The one which you stuffed into your back pocket. Wait, are you still searching for the other one which you lost. Well, too bad for you. You did a grave mistake by staying here."

All the three men kneeled infront of Damian joining their hands and begging for mercy. Raising a brow upon their foolish request Damian leaned down their form shoving his hands into his pockets.

"You do know what it would be to mess with Damian Knight . How foolish of you to even beg for your life huh?"

He whispered in his deep tone making it worse, which made the three men to tremble under his gaze.

"Sir, please spare us, we don't know that she's your girl. We're sorr-"

Even before he could speak a loud sound echoed killing the silence and the guy who spoke earlier fell lifeless on the rough ground.

" I hate when people talk nonsense. My girl? How ridiculous. Well, now you both know that I don't entertain these kind of words about me."

The two men who were kneeling down nodded trembling in fear. Which Damian loved. Fear. He could see that dripping out. Walking towards the second guy Damian whispered his demands.

"Don't you want to live?"

"Yes, sir. Please don't kill me. I beg you. Please."

"Then cut his dick off, I will spare you."

Damian whispered pointing the other guy which made the both of them to tremble in fear.

"Please, sir spare me. I will leave this city please spare us."

The guy who was pointed begged by clutching onto Damian's legs for mercy but Damian's gaze was stuck upon the guy whom he offered.

"Well, do or die."

" I-I, sir I just, ple-"

The guy hesitated and another gun shot was heard. The guy who just hesistaed to agree with Damian's demand was now lying on the ground dead.

"I don't like when people hesistate to agree with my demands. "

The one and only guy who clutched onto Damian's legs was now trembling in fear. He was sweating profusely and his hands which held onto Damian's legs were shivering.

"Cut this man's dick off. And make sure that he wouldn't loose his consciousness, if he does stop it in the middle and start it again after he wakes up."

Damian ordered his men who bowed in return.

Getting rid off the guy's hold on his legs Damian walked past him who cried for mercy.

"Sir, please. Please let me live. I would never steal and try to make a girl cry again. I'm sorry spare me."

The man's words sure made Damian to stop in his tracks. Turning around he stared at the helpless man who was held back by his men on either sides.

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking.

"You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually."

Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times.

"In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

He asked with a creepy smile like a little kid who was expecting an answer. His eyes flickered rage inside him as he heard silence from the man before him.

"I asked you to guess."

His voice stooped dangerously low and the man spoke trembling.

" Sorry, sir I don't have a clue."

His little words made Damian to smirk.

"Let me tell you then, the villainess was left in a Bull's stable helpless and vulnerable along with a Bull which was drugged with asphordiac. You do know what would happen if a naked person was left alone with a drugged bull, she was left tied up in such a position that the bull has only thing in mind. The thing you tried to do with the woman earlier."

Now the man was sure that he is going to regret for not getting shot by the gun like his friends earlier.

"Ah, you wouldn't have a dick to enjoy right. I think my horse would have fun with you. Enjoy the night. Cut his dick off and tie him naked in the stable. Don't forget to drug the horse."

Damian ordered with a straight face and left the place with a smirk on his lips as he heard the man crying and begging for death like his friends.

That's how Damian does his work. He makes the people who were caught by him to ask for a simple death because, if you get caught by this vicious man he would make you shed tears of blood for being alive.

Damian's smirk never left his lips as he leaned against the seat in the car while the driver drove off to the destination Damian's mansion.

"Amara huh!? Looks like we will meet again, but this time it would be by my choice not by fate. And I will make sure of that."

A/n : Don't forget to vote and comment to encourage me.