Saved By Hidden Alpha King

Chapter 1

ADRIANNA'S POV

The night was long. I had slept like never before. I turned to the other side of my bed, groaning a little as my heavy eyelids fluttered open only to see the face of a man I had never seen before directly facing me, our warm breaths clashing and noses almost touching.

My breath caught as I instantly became wide awake and jumped out of bed. Realizing I was naked, I quickly grabbed the duvet to cover myself. The man was also naked. I gasped intensely, more shocked than ever. Who the hell was this man? And how did he get into my bed?

Realizing what was happening, he woke up, yawning in satisfaction as he did. The moment his eyes met mine, they shimmered with affection that irked me to the bones.

"You're up early, sunshine," he said, smiling sweetly at me like I was his newlywed bride.

I scowled at him as if to kill him with my eyes, rage filling me. This man was out of his senses! Why was he calling me his sunshine?

"Who are you and how did you get into my bed?!" I ripped the words angrily from my throat.

I couldn't remember a thing from last night. I felt like I had woken up from a terrible coma. Every memory I had of yesterday was vague. But whoever this man was, I needed him out of my bed, my room and the castle immediately. If Hermes finds out about this then I'm done for. He'll punish me beyond anything I can imagine.

He had threatened to castrate any male who dared look at me with desire not to talk of one that... I squeezed my eyes close and shuddered with disgust at the thought of what this stranger could have done to me over the night.

Today, my tenure as Hermes's sex slave was coming to an end. I'll finally be free of him and his manipulations and abuse. Today, I'll finally get the life I never had back. On an important day like this, the last thing I wanted was to do anything that could put my freedom in jeopardy.

"You're quick to act, sunshine," the strange man said casually, sitting up to recline against the pillow, not even minding he was naked or the weight of the situation. "You wanted this. You asked for it so don't play dumb. We both enjoyed ourselves last night and I bet you still want more. Now get back in bed, let's go another round." He motioned to me to get back in bed, a mischievous smile curving his lips.

Clutching hard onto the duvet wrapped around my body, I stared at him with eyes about to fall out from shock. I can't believe this. Just how did this happen? Hermes is going to kill me. At this point, I was convinced this stranger was high on something.

Panic like never before welled up in my chest as I thought of what to do to get this man out of my room and castle before Hermes suspected anything. It was obvious he wasn't willing to leave anytime soon.

Unable to come up with an idea, I grabbed the pillow and started hitting him with it, tears of fear, shame, guilt and panic prickling the corners of my eyes. "You shameless bastard! How dare come into my room and take advantage of me....why did you do this? Get out of my room right this instant. You're going to put me in trouble..."

Just then the door of my room flew open and I froze in fear on seeing Hermes march in with his sister, Hera and two guards. At that moment I knew I was done for.

"There!" His sister pointed at me accusingly, her tone filled with so much contempt and bitterness. "I knew I was hearing disturbing moans from last night."

Hermes snarled, his face a glowering mask of anger as his eyes drilled into me.

Sheer fright crept into me. The only thing I could do now was plead for mercy and beg him to hear me out.

I rushed to kneel before him. "My Lord, please...It's not what you think...I don't know this man...I don't even know how he got into my room...please you have to believe me on this..." I pleaded like my life depended on it, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You shameless slut!" he spat at me with a furiously disgusting expression on his face. "The evidence is clear," he cast the strange man on the bed a devilish glare before returning his gaze to me. "After all I have done for you. After picking you from the dumpster you've lived all your life, this is how you repay me..."

"No..." I cried out, shaking my head in agony.

He should know better than to call me a slut. He took my virginity. He was the only man I had ever been with. And he knew it too well. Being locked up in this castle for what seemed like ages, the last thing I'd do is to sleep with another man knowing the kind of devil Hermes was. Besides his guards, who he warned never to find desire in my body, he was the only man I had seen in the past six months.

"You were nothing but a lowlife thief with a father who couldn't even wait a second to get rid of you," he continued sternly. "I did you a huge favour by giving you something called a life. A lot of girls will give anything to be in your position yet you betray me like this?!" He flared like a blazing fire, causing me to flinch in fright.

My heart clenched painfully in my chest as he recalled my ugly past. A past I never wanted to remember for as long as I lived. He gave me a life. A life of being nothing but his sex slave. Is that a life? Even though he was an Alpha king, no girl would ever want a life such as the one I'm living now. I couldn't wait for my tenure to end so I could be free of it all.

My knees hurt as moved closer to him, hoping to beg some more for something I was innocent of. I have been punished enough by him. I couldn't afford to be punished again. My already battered body can't withstand any more of it.

"Hermes please I know nothing about this...."

Before I could finish, he pushed me aside and made his way towards the bed as I crashed on the floor with a loud thud, sobs racking my throat.

"You!" He directed at the stranger on the bed with a menacing voice that seemed to stab the air. "You're done for! Guards! Take him to the torture room. Show him what we do to guys who can't keep their dicks in check," he smirked evilly.

"No...wait...what's happening..." the stranger muttered, clueless and confused as the heavily built guards effortlessly jacked him from the bed, gagged and tied him up.

Before he was dragged out of the room, I noticed his gaze kept flicking to Hera's as if expecting her to say something on his behalf. But she didn't spare him a glance.

At that moment I knew something was up. Anger surged through me as I managed to gather myself up. "You!" I threw at her as I approached her. "You did this...how could you do this kind of thing to me?... What have I done to deserve this much hatred from you...?"

Her lips twitched with a wicked smile – an indication she knew what I was talking about as she sneered at me.

I didn't know how she managed this pull this off, but I knew she did it. No other person could have set me up like this.

I raised my hand to strike her in the face, but Hermes held my wrist from behind to stop me. He flung me back so violently I crashed into the bedpost with a bang, the duvet I used in covering myself falling off as pain seared through my bare body from the collision impact.

"How dare you try to strike my sister?" He shouted. "Have you no fear, no shame, even after what you just did?"

"Can't you see Hermes?" I supported my right elbow to ease the stinging pain, an ocean of tears accumulating in my eyes and flooding down my face. "She did this...she set me up...I don't know that man...I don't know how I ended up in bed with him."

"I know you have a history of theft but never knew you also had an excellent one in telling lies too. You're delusional blaming other people for your mess," he replied coldly, with no atom of empathy. "Just know you have cost yourself your freedom...

"No..." my ears slammed in shock on hearing that. That can't be true. I have waited an eternity to finally leave this shit hole of a castle. He can't deprive me of my freedom after all these torturous months I have served him. "You said you'll let me go after six months... that six months ended today. You promised...I can't stay here anymore...I'm done keeping up with you two's bullshit!"

He whiffed out a scornful laugh and squatted in front of me. He observed me for a while before sighing and shaking his head in pity. "Oh little flower, how naïve and stupid of you to think I'll set you free after paying such a huge amount to acquire you. I don't work that way. You're mine until I decide otherwise. And with what you just did, I'll just have to punish you severely for it."

He tried to caress my cheek but I quickly whipped my head to the side to prevent him.

"You lying bastard!" I muttered spitefully under my breath. "I hate you more than anything..."

The next thing I knew, he violently grabbed me by the cheeks, his fingers digging into my skin as he brought my face so close to his I could feel his breath. "You have no right to talk back at me and you don't get to hate me. Ever! You understand!!"

I squeezed my eyes close and nodded desperately, anything to be free of this pain. To free of him.

"Good, Little flower," he whispered in my ear and kissed my forehead before shoving my face away like it was filth.

I was yet to recover from the pain in my cheeks when suddenly, he yanked me by the hair and started pulling me towards the door.

"No...You're hurting me..." I cried out as painful tears burned my eyes and corroded my cheeks, trying to beat off his grip. But it was of no use. He won't budge. His grip was so tight I feared my hair might rip out from its scalp if he continued resisting. "Let me go...please you're hurting me... Where are you taking me?"

"You wanted to get out of this castle," he smiled darkly. "Well, I have just the perfect place for you."

Chapter 2

ADRIANNA'S POV

My life hasn't always been like this, being Hermes's sex slave. But it hasn't been easy either. My childhood isn't something I could look back at and smile like every other kid, rather it makes my eyes sting with tears each time I remember it.

My father called me cursed because according to him, I took away the most precious thing in his life, being my mother. But it's not like I'll intentionally kill my own mother. I didn't even get to see her. Get to witness what it was like to have a mother. She died of complications after giving birth to me. Father said her pregnancy and my birth was a difficult one. That she suffered a great deal all because I was growing inside her. Every moment I lived with him, he blamed me for her death and made me feel so guilty I thought of giving up and joining her at times.

I went through hell growing up with my father. He neglected his duties and never showed me any love. He didn't care if I ate or went to school, spending most of his time drinking and gambling away the money he was meant to take care of me with. I never knew what it was like to be loved by my father, by anyone at all. At times when I'm in the streets begging for food and I see kids with their parents, I cry. I cry because no one showed me such love. No one has ever looked at me like they couldn't live without me.

At the tender age of 14, I learnt the act of pickpocketing the hard way. It came with a lot of risk but I managed to scale through, doing my best never to get caught because the consequences were brutal. At the age of 19, I perfected it to the extent I could slip a wallet out of a pocket without breaking my stride like a ghost leaving no trace.

Severally, I have thought of running away. Thought of leaving my father and never coming back. But each time I remember what a drunken mess he was with no one to care for him, I'm left with no other choice but to stay back and take care of him with hopes that one day he'll realize his mistakes and love me the way I deserve. Little did I know that day would never come. That all my efforts and sacrifices will forever mean nothing to him.

My world came crashing like a wrecking ball one fateful day after a successful steal.

***Flashback to six months ago***

I had stolen the purse of a woman coming out of a shopping mall. I was happy because the purse contained enough money to cover me and my father's feeding for an entire week. I didn't have to worry about going to steal again for the rest of the week.

However, coming back home, I saw a huge flashy car parked outside. Only the rich drove those kind of cars. My brows furrowed deeply. But worse, fear coursed through me as I wondered what kind of trouble my father had gotten himself into this time. I just hoped it wasn't something so serious that would put our lives in danger or get us kicked out of our home because we had no other place to go.

"Hello..." I called out as I walked into our house as though it was my first time there. "Dad, are you home?"

The whole place was quiet as though no one was around. But when I made it towards the dining area, I saw my father sitting there with...with no other than the Alpha King of our kingdom, Alpha Hermes. The atmosphere there reeked of strong alcohol and cigarettes thanks to the glasses of drinks and burnt cigarettes on the table. There was also an open briefcase with wades of cash neatly arranged inside on the table.

Seeing that, I gulped, bereft of words. I didn't know what to think or how best to react. Has Father finally come back to his senses and decided to borrow money from Alpha Hermes to take care of me or perhaps start up a business? That was good news. Or was there something I wasn't aware of?

My gaze slowly travelled from the briefcase to meet my father's eyes which were now bulgy and tired from all those years of drinking, smoking and poor feeding.

"Dad...what is this?" It took me a lot to ask. "What's happening...why is he here?"

"I'm sorry, Adrianna," his voice was cold and bitter as usual. "But it's time you left my life for good. I can't bear seeing you anymore. The mere sight of you reminds me of nothing but death and misfortune. You're bad luck so please leave. It's for the best."

For once, I hoped to hear something good from him but my hope was crushed faster than I could imagine. His words cut deeper than a knife, leaving a terrible wound searing in my heart. I struggled to catch my breath. It felt torturous like air had been sucked out of the room. All I wanted to break down in tears. But I struggled to keep my fragile control, blinking away the tears forming in my eyes.

Just then, Alpha Hermes plonked the glass of drink he'd been taking noisily on the table as if to attract attention, finally acknowledging my presence. He smirked at me. The way his gaze soaked in the length of my body made an icy shiver run down my spine. He looked like he wanted to drink from me. I've heard a lot of bad stories about him but couldn't tell if they were true because he was an Alpha king. Everyone respected Alpha Kings as though they were gods on Earth. Nothing they did could be counted as wrong or questioned openly.

"Hello Little flower, I have come to take you to your new home," he said, a sinister smirk playing across the corners of his lips.

The eeriness in those words was enough to tell me his intentions weren't good. Enough to tell me it was time to make a run for it. To leave this place once and for all without feeling any form of guilt or remorse as to who will take care of my father. I knew he hated me but not to the extent of selling me off like I was some cheap commodity to this man who looked like a nightmare that came to life. I don't know whatever deal he made with this devil but he has crossed the line, and I'll never forgive him for it.

I staggered back and turned to take to my heels when I suddenly bumped into a rock-hard gigantic figure before me dressed in a pitch-black suit. I fell butt hard on the floor, my pulse erratic as I couldn't take my eyes off the unfamiliar figure. He was like those Vikings I see in movies who knew nothing but war and destruction. He must be one of Alpha Hermes's guards.

Snarling, he bent over to pick me up.

"No..." I whimpered, crawling away from him. "Stay away from me..."

He lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing. I struggled to break free but that only made him tighten his grip around my torso. My scream was cut off when his large hand shot up over my mouth.

He started moving toward Alpha Hermes as if he were about to offer me up like a peace offering. I swung my elbow back to hit him on the side of the face. He let out a grunt, but his grip didn't falter. I kicked my leg back and hit him on the shin. That caused his grip to loosen a bit as he groaned again in frustration. He was a very tough one.

"Adrianna, stop fighting!" My father said, infuriated as he rose from his seat. "You're only going to hurt yourself."

I didn't pay attention to him. For doing this, he meant nothing to me again. Alpha Hermes watched the whole scene like an entertained spectator, laughing mockingly at my struggle.

I gathered all my strength and stomped onto the guard's foot. He held back a deep groan, his grip loosening completely. I tried to make a run for it but he grabbed me by the hair and flung me back so violently I slammed my back against the floor.

A numbing pain shot through my body like an electric shock as I gritted my teeth, tears clouding my vision. At that moment, I knew I was done for. I tried to get up but my body won't comply.

"We've wasted too much time," I heard Alpha Hermes roar out in frustration. "Get this over with already!"

The guard gave a firm nod and straddled me, balancing his entire weight on me to keep me glued to the spot. He pulled something out from the inside of his suit jacket. He popped off the cap with his thumb and my eyes widened in fear on realizing it was a syringe.

I tried to thrash under his weight, but it was useless. I was too weak to move even a muscle. I hadn't even eaten before stepping out to pickpocket that evening.

He moved my head to the side to reveal my exposed neck, pressing his large hand against it to steady it in position. I felt the needle drive into the side of my neck as he emptied whatever liquid was inside me.

He chuckled evilly as he got up from me. A few moments later, my eyelids grew heavy and I struggled to keep my eyes open as my vision blurred. I managed to turn towards my dad. I outstretched my hand towards him for help.

"Dad please....help me...don't do this...I'm still your daughter..." I managed a shaky voice.

But he didn't move an inch from where he was. He crossed his arms against his chest and shook his head. "I'm sorry Adrianna. You stopped being my daughter the day you killed your mother in that delivery bed. This is for the best so just go."

I let my hand down and looked away from him, the pain of his betrayal and negligence pressing heavily on me like a boulder. All these while I have held onto hope that was nothing but a mirage. I guess it's right to assume I am an orphan now.

Hermes walked to me and crouched beside me. He ran his fingers along my cheek, wiping my tears.

"Don't fight it, Little flower," he said with a caring smile I knew was deceptive. "It'll be over soon. Sleep peacefully. When you wake up, you'll be alright and you will be mine. I love you."

His voice echoed in my head, drowning my thoughts. It was the last thing I heard as breathing became difficult and I succumbed to whatever drug his guard had injected me with.

***

That was how I was sold off to Alpha King Hermes. For the past six months, I have been held hostage and kept as his sex slave in his hellhole of a castle, enduring all manner of pain and abuse from him. He promised if I behaved and was a good girl to him, he'd let me go after six months. And I did, despite all the agony that came with keeping up with his impossible demands.

That six months ended today. But now, he wasn't keeping up with his own end of the bargain. I can't stay another day in this castle because it might just be my tragic end. I must leave today, no matter what it takes. Even if it means dying in the process.

Chapter 3

ADRIANNA'S POV

Hermes brought me to a secluded room in the castle I never knew existed. I wondered what he had planned out for me. But whatever it was, I knew it wasn't good. Nothing good ever comes from him which is why I must escape this place at the slightest chance I get.

He summoned the maids to come bathe me. And as they did, he watched, smirking lustfully all the way through. I was so cringed out but there was nothing I could do.

When the maids finished, they dried my hair and body and wanted to cover me but Hermes stopped them.

"I prefer her this way," he said, flashing me a dirty smile. "Raw, pure and beautiful like the flower she is."

What a freak.

The maids left, leaving just the two of us in the room. I avoided his gaze, wondering what he wanted to do with me when his phone rang, startling me.

He settled at a corner of the room to pick it up, facing away from me and speaking in a hushed tone. As a result, I couldn't make out a thing from what he was saying. An eerie coldness crept into my skin, causing goosebumps to spread all over. I had a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling. Who was he on the phone with? What was he planning?

Now that he was facing away from me, I thought of grabbing something and smacking him on the back of the head with it to knock him out and get a chance to escape. But the moment that thought came to mind, he returned his attention to me, pinning me on the spot with an icily cold and piercing stare as if aware of what I was thinking. Worse, there was nothing I could use as a makeshift weapon in the room. In any room I stayed in, he made sure to remove all the sharp objects and anything that could help me escape, having known about my pickpocketing history to prevent me from ever escaping.

He finished the call and put the phone in his pocket. With every step he took towards me, I took a step back, trembling as I tried to avoid him coming close to me.

"Come here," he said sternly as he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him till our bodies were plastered. I tried to beat him off but his huge muscular body made it impossible.

He took me by the chin and forced me to look up at him. "You want to run from me, uhh?" He asked gruffly with a disgusting smirk on his face. "There is no place for you to run, little flower. You can't run from your reality. You are nothing but a slut whose sole purpose in this life is to satisfy high-born men like me till the day you die, so stop trying to run!.."

"Never!" I spat at him.

My eyes stung with unshed tears as I tried to free myself from his irritatingly dominant possession. But that only made him double his effort as he forcefully kneaded my breasts against his chest. His hands were snaked around the small of my waist and dipped to grope my butt cheeks. I shuddered in disgust and powerlessness, realizing he'd only continue to harass me if I kept fighting.

"What are you planning?... Who did you call?... Where are you taking me...Please just let me go. I have served you well during this past six months. I deserve the freedom you promised me..."

He looked down at me, a dangerous frown settling on his face - a hint that I should keep my mouth shut before he punished me, which I did.

"You brought this upon yourself..."

"I didn't do it, I swear..." I tried to protest but he cast me a murderous glare that left the words knotted in my throat.

His sister, Hera set me up. The only thing I remembered from last night was the maid bringing food to me and I passed out after eating it. She must have made the maid drug my food or something and then paid that man to come take advantage of me.

"You should at least be grateful I'm not putting you up for auction," he sneered like he was doing me a favour.

My lips parted as I stared at him in shock. What auction was he talking about? I wanted to ask when a hard knock on the door stopped me.

"He's here," he said as he pushed me away from his body and I crashed to the floor. "This is a huge deal. You'd better behave. If you fuck it up, I swear I'll roast that pretty little hole of yours. That's a promise," he warned ruthlessly before marching to open the door.

My heart pounded in my chest. The suspense and fear were eating me up as I watched him open the door.

My breath caught on seeing another man walk into the room. Dressed in a well-tailored navy blue suit, he exuded an aura of confidence and authority. He had strong facial features and his eyes had that deadly gleam that always radiated in Hermes's eyes. His tattoo, a grotesque sprawling serpent coiled around a sceptre, snaked menacingly from the side of his neck to a little above his chin. He was roughly Hermes's age, obviously an Alpha king like him too. Mere looking at them, one could tell they were birds of a feather; ruthless, devilish, sexually insatiable monsters that didn't deserve to be born into this world.

They briefly exchanged pleasantries before Hermes gestured towards me, an excited look on his face as he presented me to the strange man.

"Here she is," Hermes hurried and grabbed me by the top of my arm to forcefully pull me up to my feet, forcing me to move to the man. "Her name is Adrianna. But you can call her whatever you want. I call her Little Flower. Isn't she a pretty little flower?" A corner of his lips curled up like that of a stupid lunatic as he gave me a dirty look.

I swallowed hard, a bone-chilling sensation sweeping through me as I came face to face with the man. He had the same look on his face as Hermes the first time my father sold me to him.

He circled me like a predator to prey, his gaze critically assessing me as he took in my body features. l took in a quiet deep breath. Clenching my fist to hold back my trembles, I awaited the inevitable.

"She is indeed," he answered Hermes, spanking my bare butt cheeks. I flinched, squeezing my eyes close at the feel of his hand against my skin. It made my skin crawl. "Nice ass," he commented, groping and spanking it harder before letting go.

He settled in front to overshadow me. I kept my gaze down to avoid his. I nearly threw up as I felt his fingers trail up my body. Vigorously, he rubbed my breast as if checking for a lump. After which his hands ran down to outline the edges of my curves.

"Firm boobs, perfect waist to hips ratio," he said before aiming for my face next. He grabbed my chin and forced my face up, staring directly into my eyes. I whimpered under his hold as he turned my face from side to side, scrutinizing it. "Clear tender skin, nice facial structure," he murmured approvingly before letting go.

He focused his attention back at Hermes. "This one's a good catch."

"Yeah," Hermes bounced his head, beaming with pride. "But it wasn't easy getting her."

I breathed out a little in relief, thinking the whole process was over. But it wasn't. The man turned his attention back to me and smirked devilishly. "Now let's find out if your inside is as good as your outside."

"What?"..." I muttered, trying to make meaning out of his words when he suddenly found his way into my unaware hole.

He jammed two fingers inside and explored deep as if searching for something. I whimpered in shock mixed with pain, trying to hold back my groans as his fingers slithered around inside me.

Without another warning, he inserted another finger and another one, making it four inside me. He outstretched my walls to accommodate all the fingers and started thrusting, drilling to the hilt. "Take it bitch!" He growled at me. "Let's see how well you respond to a man's touch."

My heart pounded painfully as I struggled to catch my breath. Tears broke out from my eyes, oceans of sobs filling my throat. I couldn't withstand the pain. It was intense. I felt like I was being ripped apart from the inside.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling my tears set my eyes ablaze. I shook my head in agony and all I could manage to voice out was, "Stop...Please stop!"

He won't so I tried to push him away. But Hermes immediately settled behind me. He wrenched my hands back and caged them behind me. I couldn't move as I was trapped in between their dominantly imposing figures; the frontman, Hermes at the back, reminding me of the punishment that awaited me if I messed things up.

It took everything in me to endure the pain and discomfort. When the man finally drove out his fingers, I almost crumpled to the floor, trying to steady my erratic and painful breath. Hermes left my hands and held me up on my feet, trying to salvage what was remaining of me.

"Warm, slick and wet," the man said, glancing at me with a naughty gleam flecking in his eyes before looking at his fingers that were wetted with my cream. I watched in horror, bile rising to my throat as he dipped all four wet fingers into his mouth, and suckled onto them like they were lollipops before releasing them with a slick pop. "Delicious too," his lips curled lasciviously, that naughty gleam still in his eyes.

"I'll take her. How much for this little flower?" He asked Hermes.

"Just 10 million," Hermes answered, catching my attention as I couldn't believe my ears.

Hermes smiled greedily, dollar signs flashing in his eyes. My heart shattered knowing I was being put up for another sale and listening to them negotiate my price like I wasn't even there. Like I was nothing. At that point, I wished the ground would just slash open and swallow me in. Anything! To get away from these two monsters. To get away from this horror called life. Whoever this man was, no doubt he'd turn out twice the devil Hermes was. I barely survived the hell Hermes put me through. I wasn't sure if I could make it through if I went with this new man. I must leave before he could take me.

"Come on Nolan," Hermes tried to persuade him. "She is one of my best and prettiest slaves. You have felt and tasted her to attribute to that fact. It took me a lot to want to sell her off like this. I didn't even put her up for auction. That's to show you how special she is. The least I can do for you is 9.5 million. I can't settle for anything less."

"Very well then," the man whose name I learned was Nolan half shrugged, taking out his phone from his suit pocket. "I'll make the transfer payment right away."

Hermes pushed me away and I almost lost my balance. He went to Nolan probably to give him his bank account details so he could transfer the money.

Listening to the two of them talk about me like I was some object was driving me insane. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to get out of this room. Get out of this castle. Not thinking of anything, I staggered to the door. This was my chance to escape. I didn't see them lock the door when Nolan came in so it must be open. Even though I knew the castle guards would be lurking outside the building, I still managed to find a way to get past them. I just needed to get away from these two devils first.

I grabbed the knob to open the door but to my greatest dismay, it wasn't budging. I yanked on it harder but it still wasn't budging.

"You bitch!" I heard Nolan curse.

When I turned to face them, my back pressed against the door, I saw the dangerous look on their faces. But Hermes looked even more dangerous and provoked like he wanted to punish me severely right there.

Why wasn't the door opening? They must have locked it from the outside. But I didn't hear the locks click.

The man called out a strange name, something that sounded like "Knockout!" and suddenly, the door was pushed open from behind me. The force sent me crashing to the floor and I landed hard on my right elbow. I felt a sharp pain spark in my elbow like an electric shock, making me believe I might have hurt myself. But I didn't check.

Knockout, who was Nolan's guard hurried in, ready to act on his boss's commands. But the moment he looked down and his eyes met mine, they softened. He wasn't quick to act. Seeing me naked, he wasn't like the other guards who looked at me with so much lust and were always ready to hurt me at first sight.