Prey

"I know you are out there somewhere hiding from me. But don't worry I can smell my way back to you."

I hold my breath hearing him slowly walk towards the closest the one where I was hiding in. It wasn't a good spot to hide but everything escalated in a split of second that it was my only option. My closet door cracked open a little and I could see THE BEAST peeking inside.

1 week ago

"On my way...just 15 minutes", my right hand was holding on to the steering wheel while my left hand was holding my phone to my left ear. Before the person from the other end could reply to anything ,my white suv hit something... or someone.

Shit. Forcing the brake I slammed open my car's door and ran to see what I hit.

A tall masculine guy with wild frizzy raven hair hiding his deep ocean offended eyes with a black mask hiding the rest of his face, was sitting in the middle of the road staring right past my soul. I kneeled down in front of him with a worried face.

"I am so sorry, I was in a hurry I didn't see-", guilt could be clearly heard from my voice and seen in my face. Before I could say anything else the husky voice cutted me off, "Agh-..fuck".

My eyes instantly went where he was looking at, white shirt soaked in crimson red, the wound was right below his right abdomen. As if my hand were on autopilot it grabbed the hem of his shirt pulling it up, the wound was fresh. I could feel his furious gaze burning a hole in the back of my hand. Ignoring his gaze I grabbed my handkerchief from my left pocket and put it above his wound, but the next moment my hand flew away with the handkerchief.

"What the fu-", in disbelief I stared at him. " You don't have to act kind after you just hit me with your fucking car." He growled.

"I know it was my fault and I am really sorry for that but right now if you don't let me handle your wound it might get infected." I deserved that rude behavior of his but right now my professional instinct wanted me to take care of his wound before it gets infected.

"What are you a doctor or something that I would let you handle my wound", rolling his eyes he replied in a harsh tone. God...his eye roll, it was annoying.

Standing up in full length I stared dead in his eyes , " Yup I am a doctor and if you still want my kindness then let me take you to the hospital " . Throwing the handkerchief to his lap, which was still in my hand I told him to cover his wound properly.

"Doesn't mean i forgave you". He murmured.

"I am sorry for what I did but now let's go and take care of your wound."

On our way to the hospital, both were completely silent inside my suv. His right hand was pressing the handkerchief above his wound while his left hand was holding the phone, fingers moving and tapping on the screen continuously. Through the front rearview mirror I gazed towards his reflection. He was still wearing his mask, I couldn't help myself from wondering if he felt suffocating as it's hot outside. I was debating whether to ask me something. The question went something like if he was left in the desert, whether he would still wear that black mask of his. What? I was just curious. Okay whatever we never gonna find that out.

"It would be better if you focus on the road rather than my mask." His icy voice brought me back to reality.

He wasn't even looking up to notice I was staring at him and to be exact at his mask. Was I thinking so loud? My cheeks started to burn and I didn't have to look at my reflection to know that my whole face was completely red like AngryBird. I was embarrassed. The rest of our journey I looked straight focusing my gaze and mind at the road ahead of us.

......................

Exactly three stitches took to close the wound. He could not stop glaring at the back of my hand as if I was gonna do something wrong. Even though he didn't speak a single word while I was dressing his wound that doesn't mean he did not stop irritating me. The way he kept looking....just wanted to slap the fuck out of him. The look was something like 'I don't believe in you that you can dress my wound without causing more harm. ' The fuck he think of himself. At one point I wanted to get up and just leave. Oh God I met so many types of patients before but he was the first one to get in my nerves without even speaking a word.

He was lying on the bed while I was sitting beside him in a stool looking at the report. "You must rest for a while and let it heal a bit-". I turned my gaze up and his face was just inches away from mine. His deep ocean blue eyes, the one I wanna drown in was staring right at my soul. My mind stopped processing anything. I sat stiff at my stool. What felt like forever was just three seconds in the real world. Moving his face towards my left ear he whispered something.

"You wasted a lot of my precious time, Angle. I am letting you go for now but soon I will be coming back hunting for you."

Before I could process anything he said, he was nowhere in the sight to be found. Running outside the room realization hit me, it was late and he was gone.

The rest of the day was quite busy. Being occupied with a lot of patients didn't give me any chance to think about anything else. On opening my SUV door , the first thing my eyes landed on was the note resting on my driver seat. As I read the content written on the paper my heart sank and i was standing there dumbfounded.

The Beast

"Y-you are a b-beast you will rot in hell."

A small chuckle slipped my mouth. A lifeless body tied in the chair with crimson red painted all over his face and body and the audacity to curse me. He ain't wrong about both the things but what he was, thinking he has any place in heaven.

Grabbing a dragger out of my shoe, I sat on the sofa opposite him, making myself comfortable. "If you tell me where you kept the kids, I will let you go." My eyes were fixed at the tip of the dragger. "Ugh-...you th...ou..ght I-I...was stupid?" He used all of his energy on that word 'stupid' and started coughing blood.

Tsk...cold gaze shifted toward his fearful eyes.

"Bold of you to assume that I haven't found them yet." His face turned pale, eyes doubled in size. Did he just think it was hard for me to locate and rescue them.

Lips curled up, "I was just testing your loyalty for your boss...hmm you are loyal, I like it." Terror in his eyes, which was kinda funny to look at.

Breaking eye contact, and taking out the phone from my right pocket, playing a video. A woman in her mid 40's , tied in a chair in the middle of an abandoned house, screaming her lungs out.

"Wanna see something funny?", with a smirk plastered in my face, the phone is turned toward his direction. He eyes twitched in anger and terror.

"I- the fuck YOU did to my wife!"

"Nothing"

The smirk which was still on my face was now growing bigger and bigger. Gun shots could be heard followed by screaming. Colour full words leaving from his mouth. My smirk dropped and once again my face showed no emotion. Withdrawing my hand I stood up.

"If you still want your wife alive, spit every information you know about your boss." Hands playing with the dragger which was still on my hand. "See I told you before I know nothing about him or her. I never talked to them in real life." His word earned a small humming.

"All the orders used to be sent to us through cryptic messages sent directly to our phone. After opening it once the message disappears." Self-destructive message.

"How do you contact them once you complete your work?"

"We have to wait for their message. They inform us about what to do next. That's all i can say. Now please leave my wife alone she has nothing to do with it at all."

"That's all i needed to know", pointing the dragger right into his left eye, " And about your wife, she is safe, she was the one who helped us record that video." He got furious, a colour full curse leaving his mouth again.

"I hope that bitch dies."

Dragger right through his eye splashing blood everywhere. Then taking out the dragger and sliding it deep inside his throat. Screaming slowly fades. The air of the darker aura started to surround my body. Dragger pushed deep inside in the thought of all the kids he kidnapped, sexually assaulted and even killed. He did not even go through the pain, what the victims had to go through.

Shaking all the thoughts away, I took out a feather of raven from my pocket and placed it right at his shirt pocket. Seems like all are scared of 'Raven'.

......................

"They are all safely transferred to the HQ." A soft yet firm voice spoke in my earpiece. Letting out a sigh of relief I replied,"Thanks Rex I knew I could count on you about leading the team."

"Thanks for believing in me Raven... Or should I call you 'Beast'" Teasingly she laughed. If it wasn't for the fact that she was my twin, I might have killed her right then and there for laughing. "Haha funny" I rolled my eyes as if she could see me.

I started Raven when I was just eighteen, realizing how evil the world was, my only goal was to get the evil out of the world even if that meant I had to become a beast, I was ready. Slowly and gradually my organization spread all over the state and then the country. Raven is known to every underworld mob and mafias but they have no idea about the mastermind behind the organization. They all fear some creature named 'Beast' that's who I am.

I was on my way to my suv ,which was parked a few blocks away from the current location. In the middle of crossing the road , when a white suv hit me. I fell a few feet away from the car. Dumbfounded me sat there like an idiot, controlling myself to not just kill the driver. Rex was shouting in my ear asking if everything was okay. The moment I saw the one getting out of the driver seat slamming the door shut my mind stopped working. My heart throbbing at a high speed. One couldn't see what was going on inside me unless they opened me up and looked inside. I was speechless, no words escaping my mouth.

Black hair tied in a messy bun, bangs all over her face almost covering her hazel brown eyes which looked like honey as the sun rays falling on them. Eyes looking edible. Snow white skin , pink cheeks and red kissable lips. I wonder if it was soft, I'm damn sure they are. She looked like an angel. My angle.

Her worried eyes looked at me. ''I am sorry I didn't see-." She spoke , guilt all over her voice. It was seductive without even her try... I...fuck. I wanted to stitch her mouth so no one could hear her melodic and angelic voice. I shift my gaze to my right abdomen, wound just reopened. Even though I didn't feel anything I acted like it damn hurts.

"Agh-..fuck." As those words left my mouth, her gaze instantly shifted to where I was looking. Her hand grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it up. While her one hand was holding the shirt ,the other grabbed a handkerchief from her left pocket. Crimson red painted on her fingers. I was furiously looking at her fingers. She was about to put the handkerchief above the wound to stop it from bleeding and not to get infected. I saw the opportunity and slapped her hand away from me.

"What the fu-" She was in disbelief. I didn't want her slender fingers to get bloody, it was too pretty to get blood on it.

"You don't have to act kind after you just hit me with your fucking car."

"I know it was my fault and I am really sorry for that but right now if you don't let me handle your wound it might get infected." She sounded guilty yet serious.

"What are you a doctor or something that I would let you handle my wound" I rolled my eyes at her. She looked annoyed by that. That was cute. Getting up from the ground she looked dead in my eyes, " Yup I am a doctor and if you still want my kindness then let me take you to the hospital " . Throwing the handkerchief which was still in her hand into my lap, she told me to cover my wound properly which was more like an order. And I listened to her order.

"Don't think like I would forget that you are the one who hit me ." I murmured.

"I am sorry for that but let's go and take care of your wound."

Covering the wound properly I followed her to white suv. On our way one could probably hear me tapping on my phone screen. I didn't have my laptop with me so I had to send orders to Rex, through my phone. Meanwhile she was continuously staring at me through the front rearview mirror. Her curious hazel eyes stared at my face. A faint smile threatening its way up my face under the mask.

"It would be better if you focus on the road rather than my mask." It was obvious she was curious about my mask. Or maybe she was curious about what's underneath it. From the corner of my eyes I could see her face turning red. She was embarrassed. Holding my laugh I looked outside the window. Peace that's what I was feeling right now.

It took a total of three stitches. In the whole process I couldn't stop staring at her hand. I guess she was uncomfortable but I couldn't stop. Her hands are getting dirty.

"Here you go", grinning she looked at her work. She was probably proud that she could help someone. The thought of her grinning at every patient after treating them makes me roll my eyes. I want her to smile just for me. That smile is only mine and I will make sure of that.

I was lying on the bed while she was sitting near me in a stool looking at someone's report. I sat up bringing my face near her, it was just inches away. I was still wearing my mask. If it weren't for the fact I was wearing it I might have kissed her. "You should take some...rest-" Her gaze focuses on my eyes. Her honey eyes were looking at mine. Three second eye contact felt like forever. Face moved towards her shoulder whispering in her ear that I was letting her go for now but I would be back hunting for her. Before she could react I got out of the bed and made my way out of the hospital.

Before leaving the area I wrote a note and it was inside her driver seat. How did I manage to open the SUV door? It was a piece of work for me.

Prey

^^^𝓢𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵^^^

^^^-XoXo🥀^^^

Prey

Before getting into my suv, I crumbled the note and threw it away in the trash bin. Trying to shake everything off my mind I got some vanilla icecream on my way.

Parking my SUV in my driveway I got out of it and stood there looking around. No one could be seen in the road. It was quiet neighborhood, most of the houses were of big businessmen who do not even live there. Cold breeze blowing past my skin made my body dance a bit. Opening the gate I walked to the door. Standing there entering the password I stepped inside my house, it was pitched black inside. Turing on the light, I placed the car key on the hook in the wall. On my left was kitchen and dinning hall while on my right was the living room. Passing through the living room area , I stumbled upon my office room and a staircase leading upstairs. Mist, caramel and muted sage gave off an aesthetic and cozy vibe to the first floor.

Heading upstairs, there were three rooms. Walking past the guest room, I stood in front of my bedroom door, turning the doorknob and opening it I stepped inside. Turning on the light, I walked straight toward my bathroom to take a cold shower.

After an hour, I made out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around my naked body and my hair dripped wet. Drying off my hair, I went straight to my bed but before tucking myself in, I threw the towel on the ground and got inside the warm and cozy blanket covering my naked body.

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Sunlight falling on my face makes my body turn over making my back face the balcony. Slowly opening my eyes, I looked straight, the room was lit up with sunlight. Sitting up straight, my eyes looked around confused. The lights were turned off , which I never did before getting on my bed. I usually leave my lights on as it gives me a sense of security. Shaking off my thoughts, I turned around a bit to grab my phone beside my pillow.

Grabbing the phone my fingers touched a folded paper below it. Heart throbbing faster, I grabbed the paper. Opening the paper my eyes almost popped out from its place. It was the same paper I threw in the trash bin before leaving for home. Now, it was in my hand. How that could ha...ppen. He was here last night. He was the one who turned off the lights.

Sweat breaks through my forehead. He broke inside my house, but the alarm didn't go off. Wrapping the blanket around the body, I checked everywhere, every door and window which can be used to get in my house. No sign of someone entering or existing the house. My soul almost left my body, I checked everywhere, every door and window which can be used to get in my house. No sign of someone entering the house. My soul left my body.

Did he follow me here or something. Shaking my head I sat on my sofa... It can't be possible, even if he did I would have noticed.

I was gonna be late for my work, so I rushed upstairs to the room to freshen up and get ready. Upon entering the bedroom , my eyes landed on the towel resting on the floor. The possibility of him seeing me naked made my cheeks flushed in anger. Grabbing the towel I rushed toward the bathroom.

All day I was fighting with myself whether I should file a case on someone broking into my house or was I just being delusional. A part of me wanted to believe that I was just hallucinating and maybe I didn't even throw it in the trash bin, maybe I did turn off the light and I just forgot about it. There was no sign of someone entering or existing the house, I checked everywhere and every room.

It's been really tiring for the past few weeks and maybe stress made me hallucinate. At the end i came to the conclusion that I will wait for something to happen again so I can be sure about it. What if it ends up killing me? I have been taking risks all my life so it won't hurt if I take another one.

But what was it , a hallucination because of work stress or he was really in the room?

^^^-xoxo🥀^^^

Prey

It's been three days since that incident. There was no sign of someone breaking into my house. Before going to bed I always checked every door and window weather they were locked properly. And I stopped going to bed naked, obviously I did not want any stranger to see me naked.

Standing in front of the mirror I looked at the reflection, a pair of white snickers, a sleeveless black dress stopping a few inches above the knees, complimented by jeans jacket. A Pearl necklace wrapped around the neck, hair untied. Sitting down at the chair near the dressing I pouted toward the person who was silently observing me.

"What you looking at?", I looked at the red headed young lady on the other side of the video call.

"Your soft lips" Smirk curled up her face when she realized I was blushing.

"Shut up Rachel. "

Grin slowly making its way on her lips, "You look gorgeous if I could I would have married you."

"That sounds gay" Chuckle escaped my mouth.

"What's wrong being gay for my best friend. "

"Yeah yeah I love you too."

"I am a bit nervous about this... I feel like something's gonna happen-I- I don't know what it is but my gut keeps telling me something wrong is gonna happen." Eyes fixed on my fidgeting fingers which sat on my laps.

"Hey nothing's gonna happen alright... If you don't want to go you don't have to go.-"

My eyes meet her blue deep ocean eyes, "it's his birthday, I can't sabotage his day just for my feelings right. "

"Call me if you don't feel comfortable I will rescue you. "

Smiling I thanked her and then hung up the call as I had to leave.

Rachal and I had been friends for almost two years. She was one of my patients who I just happened to match my vibe with and next thing I know she is the only friend I feel safe with. We rarely met in real life due to her moving places but although she never told me what works she does but all she told me was it was related to saving lives of innocents. And that's enough for me to trust her.

...****************...

The car sent by Flynn dropped me right before a luxurious hotel. Upon entering, I was shown my way to a private suite. The waiter left me right before the door. Turning the doorknob and stepping inside I looked at the room. The room was huge, upon entering there was a living area , behind the living room area was a bedroom. I was told to make myself comfortable, Flynn would follow up here in a bit.

Being lost in my thoughts, I didn't even realize he was already standing right beside me. Bringing my body to a standing position, I wrapped my arms around his waist hugging him as he returned the hug.

"Happy birthday babe", I wished him with a grin.

Alcohol smell finds its way to my nostrils. Pulling away we both sat on the couch. Flynn was only two years older than me yet he looked like he was way older than his age. His lustful emerald green eyes gazing at my body from top to bottom as if undressing me, making me feel uncomfortable.

"Babe..here's your gift." Thrusting a small bag I continued, "-I don't know if you would like this."

"Thank you Ella", he replied with a smug face.

My stomach felt down, something was wrong. My gut was telling me to get up and just leave.

Cold hand was placed right above my bare thigh giving me chills all over my body. My body was stiff while his fingers slowly made its way under my dress, between my inner thighs. Before I could process anything and react, he pinned me down the couch getting over me, one hand pinning my wrists over my head while the other pulling the dress over my stomach ,as he brought his face near mine. His hot breath tickled my face, as he connected his lips with mine.

I struggled every way to free myself from me but everything was useless. he was double the size. Lying helplessly on the couch, he used his free hand to tear my pants apart, leaving me vulnerable and hopeless under his gaze.

Moving his face away from mine, he looked at my bared skin licking his chapped dry lips. Rage fueling inside me, curse leaving my mouth, hands doing anything to get him off me.

"FLYNN STOP! STOP PLEASE!!"

"Shout as much you want baby g-" Before he could finish his sentence, the someone knocked on the door harshly. And it was enough to distract him. Grabbing the opportunity I pushed him off me grabbing my purse and ran towards the door. Turning the doorknob I realized it was unlocked, so many questions filled my mind but it wasn't the right time to focus on any of them. Flynn may catch up on me any time. Running down the hallway I paid no attention to anyone.

I still couldn't process anything, the one I thought loved me, the one I trusted, he tried to fucking rape me. If it wasn't for someone knocking on the door I would have lost a part of me. I laid on my bed feeling numb staring at the ceiling.

Will I be able to trust anyone again? A simple question hanged in the air.

-Xoxo🥀