Chapter 5 The Daniel Knight

TRISHA P.O.V

"It's gorgeous Trisha, I like your style of illustration, it's unique. And your designs are fantastic."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Philip. It means a lot coming from you."

Mr. Phillip is one of the best designing instructors in Texas and complemented by him is something I never thought.

"You are doing very well. So, if you're not busy, I'd like to give you some work. You say yes only if you think you are prepared enough, okay?"

I nodded wondering what it could be.

"There will be an event in our college on another weekend. I want you to draw a sketch. I want you to give some unique touches to it. Trust me, this man is really important. If he will like your sketch, you will be the luckiest person."

Okay!! Sounds like a very important person.

I glanced at Lara. She was looking curious as well. So, I gathered the courage and asked, "I'll do it, sir. But if you don't mind me asking, who is he?"

"He is everything." He spoke hastily as if even talking about him scares him. But when his eyes landed on two confused faces, he answered, "It's Daniel Knight"

As soon as these words escaped his mouth, we gasped. I and Lara were standing there with wide eyes and o- shaped mouth.

"You mean, The Daniel Knight?" Somehow, Lara found her voice.

Mr. Phillip just nodded with a smile plastered on his face.

HOLY FALAFEL!! I am going to draw Daniel freaking Knight!! Fudge fudge fudge!!

Daniel Knight is one of the most powerful men I have heard. His grip is almost everywhere.

Believe it or not, he never gives interviews but still appears on the front page.

"So are you ready to draw or not?" Mr. Philip's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Of course sir."

"So your time starts now"

"What?!" I exclaimed in shock. Well, I didn't expect to start it this sooner.

"Yes, kid. You'll have to start now. We don't have much time. So go on."

He said while gathering his things. "And here." He handed me an envelope. "There's a picture. Go ahead. Enjoy your quality time." He said and walked out.

I opened the envelope. There was a picture of him.

He is hot and all but in this picture looks immeasurably hot.

His eyes held superiority. A slight amount of tattoo was visible to me. I have seen him so many times on the magazine's front page.

I have never heard or seen anything negative about him but I don't people fears him here. I have noticed it.

"Girl, he is so fucking hot!!" Lara's voice rang against my ear.

"He is," I whispered to myself.

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I spent my whole day in college with this sketch. Lara left after I started my work. She said that she will wait for me and Victor will drop me at the apartment.

Did I mention that Victor is Stacey's boyfriend?

Well, he is my least concern right now.

So, the portrait is not complete right now. It's gonna take more time.

Everyone has left except for me and the janitors. I was quite late. I started getting ready to leave.

I almost jumped when my phone buzzed.

There was a text from Stacey.

Stacey: Where are you? It's 7 already. Are you okay?

Me: Don't worry. I am fine. I am packing, then I'll be leaving.

She replied instantly.

Stacey: No! Stay there. I am sending Vic to pick you up. It's not safe. x

Aw! These small gestures melt my heart.

Me: Okay Mommy! xx

I sent the text and got back to packing up. But soon, I got interrupted when my phone rang.

I saw the caller ID.

It's mommy for real this time.

As soon as I picked up, I heard a high pitched scream.

I rolled my eyes and placed the phone away from my ear until the screaming stopped.

I placed the phone back against my ear.

"Why didn't you call me in the morning." She yelled which caused me to giggle.

"You were in school, Vanii. You wouldn't have been there to pick up my call, no?"

"No. It's your fault! Anyway, do you know, I got in a fight."

"Ahem? You did? With whom? And why?"

"Riya. She pulled my ponytail when–

She couldn't complete her sentence because my phone went off.

Shittake Mushrooms!!

I'll call her when I'll get back home or she will destroy my peace.

I was about to walk towards the doors when the light went off.

This day couldn't get better! Wow! Seriously, Wow!

Luckily I don't have Nyctophobia but unluckily I have Phasmophobia. I have a fear of ghosts.

I wanted to get out of there but there was darkness everywhere. Every time I attempted to take a step forward, I felt like someone might be standing in front of me, or someone might be touching me from behind.

I was on the verge of crying when I felt someone's presence around me.

No Ishy. You're hallucinating. It's nothing.

I gathered my courage and pulled my hand straight slowly.

And! My hand touched someone's torso.

"MUMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

I screamed my lungs out in terror.

A hand covered my mouth and grabbed my back

"Holy mother– shut the fuck up." The voice growled.

It was a man's voice, a hot one!

Ship! Not now!

I stopped and sighed in relief.

"It's a human being. Calm down." I said against the palm of that person.

I held his hand removed it from my mouth.

"I am so sorry. I t–thought it's a...Anyway, can you please help me.? I want to go downstairs. Please accompany me."

I waited for the reply but it never came.

I moved my hand forward to touch him but he was not there.

He is gone?

I walked a few steps.

My hands clashed with something and the sticky liquid splattered all over my hand.

Oh! It's paint.

I jumped back and my back collided with something.

I panicked again and turned around. My hair fell all over my face during that turn. I tried to fix my hair but accidentally my hand touched my eye.

"Owww!!" I yelped in pain.

A hand came on my shoulder. I pulled back but the hands pulled me again.

"W-who are y-you?" I asked while padding my arm over my eye.

"Sssshhhh." His fingers came over my hair. He pushed my hair back and touched my lips.

This moment was getting terrifying every second. I started realizing that I am in a room with no light, with an unfamiliar person, a man!

I struggled in his grip.

"Leave meee!!!"

"Don't be so fucking hard. I am helping you, alright?"

His voice was heavy and full of irritation.

"You're such a klutz, Trisha."

When I heard my name from his mouth, my body tensed up.

"H-how do y-you know m-my name? Who a-are you?" I was stumbling over my words.

His grip tightened even more and my body crashed against his chest. My hand gripped his biceps for support.

Whoever he is, he is a fitness freak.

I felt his breath fanning against my lips. His fingers traced my lips.

"Trust me, you wouldn't wanna know, darling."

His fingers tucked my hair back.

I was gasping for air.

The next second, I felt his lips on mine.

I hitched on my breath.

I was trying to punch his chest but his hands gripped mine very tightly.

For a few seconds, I lost myself for a second.

But when I came to my senses, I realized what I lost and what he stole.

He stole my first kiss.

It was supposed to be with someone whom I loved.

I started struggling in his hold.

His lips moved fast against mine and I struggled to pull away.

His hand grabbed the back of my head and deepened the kiss.

His tongue swept against my lower lip before sliding it into my mouth.

I heard a groan against my lips.

I felt helpless. Tears rolled down through my cheeks.

When he pulled away, I took the advantage of the moment and ran straight.

Luckily the door was there.

I felt like he could have stopped me easily but he let me go.

This place is definitely not safe!

I was running when light splattered all over the place.

"PRANK NIGHTTTTTT!!" A loud voice came in unison.

All of the people I knew from day one were standing in front of me. Except for Stacey.

Most of them were laughing but a few of them stopped when they saw my face.

This is a prank? That's how they do prank?

I burst into tears. Lara and Tania came rushing towards me.

"Hey hey! I am sorry. We didn't know you were that afraid of darkness."

I wanted to yell at them but I was too fragile to speak.

They kept apologizing during the whole ride but I didn't say anything.

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