Chapter 2 Amelia's pov

Wait !! There is no way he's my stalker right? Well, he's hot and I wouldn't complain but there is probably no way, maybe I forgot I told him my name? Oh well.

I looked at the clock and gasped it was nine pm, I packed my things hurriedly as it was already way past my closing time, and I berated myself for daydreaming about someone to be my stalker. Hoping I could still see a cab I walked out but the surrounding buildings were all closed.

The occasional passing car or giggling couple on their way home is the only sound that breaks the stillness, i increase my pace and try to get to my street because it's busier even late at night. I could feel it and hear it the stare and footsteps of someone following me the sensation crawling under my skin like ants. I glance over my shoulder, but there's no one there. Or so it seems.

My heart starts racing as I pick up my pace, my hand clutching my bag tightly. I can feel the person closing in, the distance between us shrinking.

Is my stalker trying to make his move today? No way in hell am I going down without a fight My mind is racing with worst-case scenarios. I just need to make it home, to the safety of my apartment.

I reached for the pepper spray in my bag trying to clutch it.

Suddenly, my bag was knocked out of my hands, and I was shoved to the ground.

"What the hell.." my sentence is cut short by

An attack from behind. Strong hands grabbed my arms from behind, pulling me into the darkness of a nearby alley.

Two figures emerged from the shadows as my attacker held me in place despite my struggles

One of them snickered, "How can a pretty girl like you be working this late?" He was lanky and had tattoos and piercings all over his face

The short one with red hair chimed in, "We've been watching you. You closed late today, and now you're all alone."

I look to where my pepper spray fell wondering if I was ever going to reach it my heart pounding so hard against my rib cage

Redhead followed my gaze and sneered "You're going to feel far worse than thinking about a little pepper spray." I struggled to resist, trying to appear braver than I felt.

"I'm not scared of you," I said, attempting to sound fierce despite the trembling in my voice.

"Oh? Then why are you shaking?" the one holding me said, I never got a chance to see his face

I forced a laugh, trying to maintain my bravado. "I'm just...amused. You think you can intimidate me?"

Redhead raised an eyebrow. "We'll see about that."

Just as he took a step closer, my belongings scattered across the alley seemed to fade into the background,

But before he could touch me, Mr. Redhead crumpled to the ground, silent and still. It was fast and no one saw what happened

The others froze, staring at the lifeless body. I followed their gaze, confused, did he faint? Wait why was his neck snapped as I was still trying to process what was going on

The second one fell, his neck snapped at an unnatural angle.

"What is going on "!

The air was thick with tension, the only sound was the heavy breathing of the remaining attacker. Who had weakened his grip on me as his comrades were dead, my heart pounded in my chest, and my mind raced with questions. What was happening? Who was saving me?

The attacker behind me suddenly gripped my neck, screaming into the darkness, "Take one step closer, and I'll slash her throat!" He pressed a knife against my skin. As if he was so convinced I was being saved.

"Umm hey I am pretty sure whatever that was will kill us both why not let me go"

I tried to negotiate as he tightened the knife against my throat

"Shut up bitch!" he yelled, but suddenly, Liam emerged from the shadows. The attacker's eyes widened as Liam's gaze locked onto him.

"Who are you.." he stammered

The man's grip on my neck loosened, I elbowed him trying to get free before he used me as hostage again and suddenly he dropped to the ground, dead.

Did I kill him? Oh my goodness

I spin around immediately, shocked to see another person behind me, the dead man's neck twisted at an unnatural angle.

Shivering, I struggled to compose myself. And tried to reach for my bag, but one of Liam's friends handed it to me instead. "Thank you," I said in a low tone

Trying to get away from him he's a killer he was used to it I could see it. What the hell? Why did he save me? Does he want to play with me and kill me later? My train of thought was interrupted by Liam approaching me, his eyes locked onto mine. "Let me walk you home," he said gently.

. What? I fucking knew it he's a serial killer "I...I can make it," I stammered.

His expression softened. "Please, let me. I promise I won't harm you. and I will tell you everything "

I looked around and saw his friends all far away like they were scared to join the conversation, what the hell, I am even outnumbered might as well play it safe.

I reluctantly agreed and we walked together but suddenly he touched my arm and said "You are safe now you can relax "

I look at him confused "What are you talking about ?"

And he looks at my hands I follow his gaze to find them trembling. Fuck, I clench it and try to take another step but I lose my balance and stagger a bit he Catches me by my waist, and heat spread to all the wrong places making me gasp, I shift from his grasp immediately

" let's take a break here we are on your street," he says

I look up to see my street and my body relaxes

We sit down and I notice his three friends sit

At another table, they act more like bodyguards than friends

"Aren't they going to join us"?

"No"

Okay ", I say feeling awkward

I tried to ask him what he wanted to explain but he beat me to it

"You are mine, Amelia"

Huh? What?