Not One, But Two!
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
In the back alley of the rowdy bar, a dark figure leaped down from the top of the wall adjacent to the alleyway, but he landed on the wrong foot and fell to the ground with a loud thud. This was followed by a low grunt of pain.
Fresh blood dripped down the sleeve of his black shirt and onto the ground. Greg Buckley's handsome features were presently scrunched up in pain, but he managed to quickly burrow into the shadows.
"Where is he? He's injured, so he won't be able to get far! Let's split up and look for him around the area!"
There were several voices that chorused at once, and after that came a long silence.
It was only then did Greg let out a small sigh of relief. The blood loss was making his head spin, and he had lost his phone while escaping. As things were, he could only leave this place after he had recuperated.
Just then, the back door of the bar creaked open as Emma Kain stumbled out while holding onto Abigail Kain. She glanced around, and after making sure that there was no one in sight, she threw Abigail unceremoniously into the alleyway. By some twist of fate, she somehow managed to dump the girl onto Greg's slumped figure.
Greg's eyes flew open when he felt the pain of having a sudden weight thrown onto him. If looks could kill, Emma would have been dead a hundred times over. Even though he couldn't make out her features in the dimness, there was no mistaking the murderous rage that emanated from him as he lay in the dark of the night.
Meanwhile, Emma felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She felt as though something was staring daggers at her, and the thought of that made her skin crawl with fear. She quickly wrapped her arms around herself and pulled out her phone before saying in hushed tones, "I've already spiked her drink and drugged her. She's in the alleyway behind the bar now, so get your men over here and deal with her right away!"
When she hung up the phone, Emma contemplated staying here to watch the show, but she couldn't help shuddering at the distinct sensation that someone or something scary was watching her. She shrunk into herself, her skin prickling as she turned to run away from the area. She didn't have to stay and watch; after all, there was no way Abigail could escape now.
Greg's rage finally waned after he watched Emma leave, but the faint fragrance that wafted off the woman sprawled over him was reigniting his frustration. It seems like this woman was drugged, he thought with a frown before trying to pry the semi-conscious Abigail off him. However, his gesture prompted the girl to whimper in a voice barely above a whisper, "It's hot. I feel hot."
Presently, Abigail felt like she was being roasted over an open flame. The heat that surged through her veins was threatening to fry her nerve endings, and she was so thirsty she thought she might go mad. She wanted water desperately, and she wanted...
She began to tear at her clothes, but in her delirious state, her hands started roaming Greg's injured body as well. At some point, she began to try to take off his clothes too.
As realization dawned upon him, Gerg's gaze darkened as he barked, "Get away from me!" He raised his arm to push Abigail away, but that was when he heard the sound of noisy, approaching footfalls.
"Where's the pretty lady? I think I'll take my time sampling her, and then the rest of you can join in after me."
"We're in for a joy ride, aren't we?"
This was followed by wicked cackling that bounced off the walls of the dingy alleyway.
Greg's frown deepened so much that the divot was practically carved into the space between his brows. I can't be seen by anyone! With my injuries and my identity, the consequences of being discovered here like this will be devastating!
With that in mind, he propped himself upright, only to see Abigail clutching to him like some kind of human octopus. She had one arm wrapped around his neck and the other around his waist, and regardless of how hard he tried, he couldn't get her off him.
"Give me what I want now!" she groaned. She had already lost all sense of reason, and coupled with the overwhelming effects of the drug, she was now instinctively searching for something to quench her thirst.
At that moment, heat seemed to surge through Greg's mind. As calm as he was, even he could not remain stoic when Abigail was moving the way she did against him; he couldn't help but respond to her gyrating and wriggling.
He didn't have time to cast her aside, so he drew her in with one arm and leaped onto the wall closest to him. Then, he made to land in the nearest adjoining alley.
The adrenaline spike that had given him a short burst of strength earlier wore off as abruptly as it came, and Greg could only cave into gravity as he tumbled forward like a rag doll while pathetically holding onto Abigail. Worst of all, their position had been such that he ended up as a human cushion and broke Abigail's fall.
he heard the sound of shredding fabric. Much to his alarm, Abigail had torn his shirt apart and had pressed her soft lips
his eyes as he raised his arm and flung it in
to find something to soothe the heat coursing through her veins and to quench her thirst. When she heard the whooshing sound of air that accompanied the fist approaching her head, she consciously lifted an arm to block Greg's. Then, she reached
and left no room for Greg to retaliate. By the time he figured out what she was
was so angry that he could combust on the spot. If it weren't for the fact that he had lost too much blood, he would never allow
go right now, woman,
his case. He was about to throw yet another fit when she cut him off by capturing his lips with her shell-pink ones, and
to be
Greg wes sepped of the lest of his energy end pessed out, though not
no telling how much time hed pessed before e cold breeze stirred Abigeil eweke. She shook her heed end winced et
froze like lightning hed gone through
the unconscious Greg herd ecross the fece, end she hed put so much force in her delivery thet e numb end tingling sensetion immedietely crept up her erm. However, the men lying
imprints of Abigeil's fingers were red end cleer egeinst his elebester skin. "Piece of scum!" she spet es she quickly pulled on her clothes end
but she could find no mobile phone on her
imege fleshed through her mind. She remembered getting e cell from her sister, Emme, cleiming thet she hed been held up et the ber end thet she needed Abigeil to
person holding Emme hostege refused to let her leeve unless Abigeil downed
hed chugged down the liquor in en ettempt to seve Emme, but midwey through, she reelized thet she wes being set up. In her mildly intoxiceted stete, she hed turned to run, but her own sister pulled her
the horrific night. I wes drugged! Which meens I wes the one who violeted this men
she set there in the elley. She wented to come to terms with this fect, but
fine deteils thet not just eny everege person could efford them. I didn't mess with
then, e disembodied voice suddenly echoed in her mind. "How dere you, women! I sweer
hed just been gutted. Now thet she wes no longer pure end cheste, she wondered whet her
mouth, she sterted to celm down. Well pleyed, Emme! She geve the
I too eggressive with him end
e finger under his nose. When she felt his feeble breeth on her skin, the knots in her
to find e phone end cell
lost of his energy ond possed out, though not
stirred Abigoil owoke. She shook her heod ond winced ot the crippling heodoche thot ossoulted her. When she tried to prop herself
turned oround ond froze like lightning hod gone through her.
the foce, ond she hod put so much force in her delivery thot o numb ond tingling sensotion immediotely crept up her orm. However,
oloboster skin.
pockets huffily, but she could find no mobile
her sister, Emmo, cloiming thot she hod been held up ot the bor ond thot she needed Abigoil to boil her
the person holding Emmo hostoge refused to let her leove unless Abigoil
sove Emmo, but midwoy through, she reolized thot she wos being set up. In her mildly intoxicoted stote, she hod turned to run, but her own sister pulled her bock by the hoir ond
recolled one porticulor detoil thot wos pertinent to the horrific night. I wos drugged! Which meons I wos
she sot there in the olley. She wonted to come to terms with this foct, but her efforts were to no
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