Dragons of Drakkon-Three Book Series

'The Past’

My Hero came like a knight in shining armor. Only he wore a black leather jacket and rode a black Harley.

One of my university friends, who is an employee at a dating app company, texted me that morning about a blind date. She kept on messaging me whether I will go or not.

For the past 2 guys whom I dated were all recommended by her and I dumped both of them because they said I was a very high maintenance woman.

So I agreed to go to her recommended blind date for the last time. She texted me the location and the guy’s name and phone number to contact him.

The next evening, he said he would come and pick me from my apartment so I just agreed for my convenience.

Little did I know that everything would go wrong, I wish I could turn back time to undo that blind date.

When I first opened the front door to my apartment and saw him, instantly I felt uncomfortable. He was high already or may be too drunk to stand still.

Especially when he suddenly hugged me even without greeting me and patted my bum.

I got back from his grip, locked the door and rushed downstairs hurriedly but he followed me constantly apologizing for his behaviour.

I answered him angrily just when the shameless man commented on my chest size and how nice it is.

Like uhhh…seriously what was my friend thinking?

And then an hour later during dinner, there were more red flags that I should have listened to. Such as how ungentlemanly he was. Among the list of offenses, one I should have paid more attention to, was how he treated the waitresses.

He was rude to all the waitresses and when I say rude, he was totally vulgar, making body remarks, flirting with them and swatting the waitresses every chance he got.

He began drinking bottles after bottles and I kept making excuses to leave early. I was just exhausted to be around that guy. But still being drunk he forced me and insisted that I stay with him.

He rambled about how he would take me away to meet more of his acquaintances and we got the chance to know each other for a reason.

Like hell, I was not even going to meet him after that day, but that rude guy knew my apartment address which really made my head hurt to think about.

Of course he paid the bill even though I didn't get to eat anything.

As we left the restaurant, he began to walk to clear his head, and I stupidly went with him like what on earth would go wrong on a walk with a drunk man.

I was so wrong and dumb. It still makes me shiver to think about it.

And like that suddenly he dragged me into a dark alley and slammed me against a wall in the dark shadows. I knew something bad was gonna happen, I tried my best to fight him off but failed.

He then began to force himself on me. He had placed his hand over my mouth to stifle my screams. He hiked up my dress, while he kept one hand over my mouth, he forced his lips into my lips and all the while sneering at me.

“You know you will like this. And you want it as much as I do.” He growled and it was so painful that tears fell from my eyes.

I kept trying to fight him off, only it seemed to excite him more. “I love how you fight me.” He kept saying such indecent words while harassing me to the end.

The pain was excruciating, and he kept going and going leaving me helpless. I was regretting it severely.

All of a sudden his hand slid partway off my mouth in his relief just enough that I could scream with all my might. I tried to call out for help even though I had no hope.

I’m not sure what happened after that since it all happened so fast. I heard a motorcycle and the guy growled and punched me hard on the temple with his fist before getting up, and calling me names.

He got up to his feet and he ran away, nearly tripping in the process.

Dizziness overwhelmed me as I sat against the wall feeling the wetness of my blood running down my face. I guess I was injured on my temple when that man punched me.

I slowly opened my eyes to see a man’s feet walking closer in front of me wearing shiny black boots. I slowly looked up to see what my rescuer looked like, except he wore a helmet that left only his eyes showing. All I could see were his concerned blue eyes looking down at me before everything went black.

Gabriel (POV)

Three months later

I’m sitting at the head of the table in my conference room, beside an important client. He’s listening intently to a presentation from my top marketing agent explaining a new ad idea for his product. I look over to watch the client's expression as Tom explains his idea. So far, the client seems impressed, which is great for my company; ‘Spencer’s Ad Agency’. My company is the largest in the world. I have clients from all over seeking me out to create ads for their products.

When Tom finished, he looked from me to the client and asked, “What did you think?”

I watched as the client slowly, very slowly began to nod his head. “I like it. It will draw attention to the masses of people, which is what I want.”

“I agree.” I began, “Which is why I approved Mr. Cleary to present it to you.”

“Well, I am hugely impressed with this agency and all the challenging work you all put into my products. So,” He s