Sapphire's POV:

I opened the door and found a lady standing with many small gift boxes and a big box. She seemed to be in early thirty.

"Hello. Are you Sapphire Atkinson? She smiled.

"Yes. Who are you?" I asked, frowning.

"I am from 'Little Hope' orphanage. I am sent by Mrs. Moore. Today we are giving all our donors surprise gifts as our gratitude. These gifts are made by children and food was made by our head cook." She described.

"But Mrs. Moore didn't say anything." I stopped her finding this kinda awkward and strange.

The first time in history, any orphanage sent gifts directly to donors!

"Mam, It's a surprise made for you to appreciate your help. Mrs. Moore and the children will be happy if you take it."

Sorry but even though it sounded sweet, I didn't trust her and so didn't allow her to come in right away.

"Mam. You can trust me. I am from the orphanage, not any kind of thug. You can call orphanage now and check."

"Okay. Then please don't get me rude, security gets the first priority." I explained.

I called in the orphanage and they told me that it was their appreciation gift and gratitude. So I let her in with the food and gifts. Then she left after thanking me.

Looking at those gifts made by children, instantly made me smile. They made cards, drawing beautiful pictures, made small airplanes, dolls, etc. These novice works showed sincere love and care.

My stomach growled suddenly, as I did not have lunch. I opened the food box and instantly drooled.

Pasta salad, chicken rice, stir-fried veggies, seafood dish, lamb curry, caramel pudding. Wow!

I dug in. Every bite was delicious and gave me a homey feeling after many years. I was fortunate to get this food when I wasn't able to make any.

Enough food was left, enough for my dinner. I called Bella and told her that I wouldn't be able to come tonight as I was hurt.

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The next day, I reached my university by Uber.

I called Flora and informed her about my accident. She was understanding and kind enough to give me a day off.

I walked out of my university gate and found a handsome boy in his early twenty approached me. He seemed familiar.

Oh my Gosh! He was Nathan!

"Hello. How are you, Sapphire? Don't you recognize me?" He asked me.

Actually, I was so surprised to see him after 5 years.

"Not actually. It has been only 5 years." I told him sarcastically.

"I want to talk to you and I have many things to tell you." He added.

Then entered a cafe and talked. He told me about his life, how he was busy and pressurized by his parents to pursue a degree he didn't even want to. He told me how he missed me. Missed our friendship. And finally apologized for not being with me when I needed him.

I didn't understand why he apologized because I was never angry at him nor had any expectations from him. I stopped expecting a long ago. Suddenly. he said he wanted to start anew.

What to start? I wondered. We were just friends.

But his comeback made me glad, I felt like someone close to me after my family was near me.

Nathan insisted on giving me a lift but I wanted to go home alone. I didn't like to bother people. So, I took a taxi on my way home.

I reached the front gate of my apartment building and noticed two cars were parked there, one was Lamborghini.

I frowned. Didn't they see it was a no-parking area?

I was about to enter inside then the driver of a car came out.

"Excuse me, Mam."

I was startled a bit but composed myself and turned his way.

"Can you get inside this car, Mam. Sir wants to have a word with you." He gestured towards the black Lamborghini.

Why would I get inside a stranger's car? Was he nuts?

I ignored him and headed to the gate again but only to be lifted by two big bulky men, one of them clasped my mouth from behind and gripped my hands and the other one grabbed my two legs in a death grip.

My eyes widened in fear. They were too quick to catch me this off guard! I could not move a bit in their vice grips.

My breathing got quicker.

Are they kidnappers! Are they here to kidnap me? Then sell me in the brothel?

I tried my best, struggled and ended up only sweating and panting. I was stirring and moving my head left-right, wriggled to get free but all my attempts went in vain. These two were way too much strong.

I was not even a match. Tears threatened to flow. But I held back, I wouldn't panic. Not now. I could not allow the kidnappers to see my tears, see me weak at any cost. These types of people feed on other's weaknesses.

They shoved me inside the car like a sack of potato. It hurt, my legs and hands were already sore from yesterday's accident.

I looked at the person sitting beside me like he was a damn king. He was the handsome strange man from the park who offered his handkerchief.

My anger took me over instantly taking in his smug features, arrogant smile.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want from me? Why have you brought me here? Leave me!" I screamed at him. His feature hardened.

"Keep your voice down, my Tigress. I don't like disobedient brats. I think it's time you should know who I am." he said in a deep, stern voice.

"What do you want from me? I don't like to repeat myself either." I spat, trying my best to let out a challenging tone.

"Get used to. You have to get used to many things from now on, my angel. All I want is you from yourself. All of you. You are mine." He asserted, smiling. His eyes shone slightly.

"Oh! Then you are the crazy stalker. Listen I never do anything that I don't want to and none can make me do it, EVER! Forget all your bullshit and leave me alone." I ordered in an unwavering tone without blinking once, staring directly at his eyes.

His brown eyes flashed with anger.

"Don't ever use 'stalker' to address me, angel. You won't like the consequence. You are mine and get that through your pretty little head. I like smart head but not smart mouth." Saying this he abruptly pulled me to him by both wrists. My chest collided with his hard chest.

"Ahmp."

He captured my lips hungrily and roughly, but I bit his lips. He groaned and then bit my lower lip painfully. I yelped in pain. I felt a salty metallic taste of blood.

Taking this opportunity he entered his tongue inside my mouth and his hold on my wrists loosened. I pulled my wrists from him and then pushed him as hard as I could. I felt breathless. Panting heavily, I glared at him. He just showed me a victorious smirk.

I was too shocked to make any move to fight. This bastard took my first kiss brutally.

My whole body was burning in anger, eyes were blazing in fury.

His grip on my wrists was tight, left red bruises already.

"Ummm...Tigress, you taste much better than I imagined you could taste. Sweet like honey." He remarked, licking his lips.

I grimaced in disgust. "Now see, you are mine. Even if you try I won't allow you to resist me. I claimed you as mine my angel. Don't ever forget that. Don't ever go near any male. Who was the boy with you today in the cafe?" He questioned me.

Oh, he was talking about Nathan. It's my chance.

"He is my boyfriend, " I replied, cockily raising my chin.

I am so sorry, Nathan, for using you.

His eyes darkened and again tried to pull my hand but this time I slapped him hard. The sound was so loud that even I was startled. His feature changed, he glared at me. His jaw clenched and his knuckles got white.

"You are going to be punished for this, angel. Now get out!" He bellowed. I flinched at the tone.

His nostrils were flaring in anger. He was trying to control his anger. I was about to get out of the vehicle but he held my hand.

"Don't ever think that this ends here, tigress. I haven't even started yet. From now, you will feel my existence everywhere, my love." He announced.

I spit at him and ran to my elevators.

I was already in pain but the stalker today made my pain go worse. I ate instant noodles and went to rest.

I couldn't forget about this stalker. He treated me painfully and I was thinking about how to avoid him.

I studied for a few hours. Then my doorbell rang. I opened the door then saw it was the stalker himself.

I tried to close the door shut but he was quick to slide his feet inside. The two bulky men from before were with him. They pushed the door and he got inside. He gestured them to leave and they exited.

"Payback time, angel" he winked.

"Get lost before I call the police for trespassing, " I warned him pointing to the door.

He looked at me from head to toe.

Then he smirked licking his lips. I suddenly felt conscious of my attire. This man was checking me out like a pervert.

I was wearing a loose thin white t-shirt with a blue short. He made himself at home sitting on my couch. I went to him.

"I am serious, leave or I will call the police!" I yelled.

"Just want to talk, sit here, " He said and pulled my wrist.

I was quick; I pushed his hand and going to land a punch on his face.

But he blocked me; with his one big hand, he gripped both hands. I tried to hit him with my head but he dodged. Then I lifted my leg to kick him. What the hell, he jumped and dodged it too. He was more skilled than me.

I wriggled to get free, but he tied my hands behind me with his tie then carried me on his shoulder to my bedroom.

Why was he taking me to my bedroom? Oh God!

I felt panic.

He threw me on my bed and made me sit. With a linen rope from his pant pocked he tied my feet too. Then he got over my body straddling me. What the hell was happening? How could a stranger just barge in?

"Now we are going to talk. Okay?" He said kissing my cheek. I glared at him.

"Sweetheart, you are mine, I don't like repeating. I don't want to see that fucktard boyfriend of yours, break up with him. I want you to only think about me. Nobody else." He spoke, gently caressing my cheek, neck with the tip of his fingers.

"I won't. Who do you think you are to tell me what to do?" I asked angrily.

How dare he! Intercepting in my life, coming out of nowhere!

He looked at me intensely and then grabbing my tied waists and fisting my hair he kissed me forcefully. He bit my lip again, but I didn't let him enter his tongue this time. He bit my lip very hard, I let my tears fall but never opened my mouth.

I was trying to untie my hand rubbing the rope with my back.

He then released my lips frustrated, growling and trailed kisses from my jaw to neck. He bit my neck and sucked it hard.

I felt weird and disgusting. It was loathsome. He was leaving hickeys.

"Leave me, leave me, bastard" I screamed at the top of my lungs. But in vain. His other hand was roaming in my thigh while I was helplessly bound.

"Stop! Stop! Stop. Jerk!" I yelled.

He was doing shameful things with a huge smile.

"This mark makes you more beautiful my angel and you are mine from now on, " He said kissing the part where he bit in my neck.

I was twisting and stirring to get free.

The tie was untied from the constant rubbing and my hands got free. I punched him hard straight in his jaw. But it must have felt like a tap.

Because he again smirked, massaging his jaw.

Taking the lamp with my hand I warned, "Leave at once, you son of a bitch or I will kill you." I threw at him but he dodged again.

He captured my both hands again and put them together above my head. He hovered over me and from a sitting position, made me lie in the bed, facing him.

I felt helpless, he captured my both hands and feet were tied. I was beneath him, under this perverted stranger. Only God knows whatever vile things he might want to do to me.

He chuckled, his brown eyes got darker. For the first time, I looked at him in horror. His eyes were clouded with lust. He was enjoying my state. Vulnerable, weak, st his mercy.

He kissed me again. His hand pulled my t-shirt to my neck and caressed my stomach and waist roughly.

His hungry eyes were on my bra clad breasts. He sucked my bellybutton and placed his hands on the swell my breasts to caress. Then felt his hand near the waistband of my short.

I was twisting and turning like there was no tomorrow and a scream ripped my throat.

"St-o-o-p. S-t-t-t-o-o-o-o-p-p-p-p!" I screamed in horror.

I was gasping for air but couldn't take any. My eyes were about to pop out of the socket.

I was trembling vigorously.

"Stoooppp! Yo-o-u-u p-pl-please s-st-o-p-p f-for-r G-g-go-dd s-sake." I somehow uttered, tears were running in a torrent. My words came out like some incoherent sounds.

My chest was heaving up down to suck oxygen.

Oh God. Why me again?

Why my past is going to recur?

Why!

I can't let this happen again. No No No.

Don't let that thing happen to me again. God, Almighty... I prayed, cried.

With my all might I jerked him.

"Nooooooooooo!" I cried, my limbs were going numb.

He suddenly released me. He might sense something unusual.

"Are you alright, babe? What has happened to you?" He queried, looking concerned suddenly. Worry dripped in his voice.

His eyes showed worry but it disappeared quickly. Who I was kidding! No one could be concerned for me. Ever. Everyone was after one thing. My body. Nothing else.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" I said, still couldn't breathe properly. I was hiccupping. My words sounded like a whisper.

He released me at once and then made me sit. Then he gave me water, after drinking this, I felt a bit better.

I was still trembling and couldn't breathe properly. Hyperventilating.

He then pulled me to him and I tried to push him, but my energy was drained by this process. My protest was defeated by his strength.

To my surprise, he hugged me and placed my head in his hard chest. He was stroking my hair and caressing my back to soothe me.

I tried to get free but then stopped. This beast made me like this but his touch was soothing.

I was craving for somebody who could lend me his shoulder to cry, to soothe me.

No. No. No. I cannot allow this beast to touch me, no matter what.

He was the reason that I felt pathetic like my past again. For a moment I saw a reflection of my tormentor from my past in him.

I will never allow him to get close to me.

I pushed him hard and got free.

"Leave at once or- " I was cut by him.

"I am sorry my tigress, are you alright?" His tone was so soft that I was taken aback.

I didn't bother to answer.

"Get lost, " I said in a very cold tone.

"Answer me first. Are you alright? What happened to you?"

The nerve of this bastard! Still, he dared to ask.

"What happened to me, none of your business. Just leave me." My tone came out like a whisper, too tired to argue or talk.

"This won't happen, sweetheart, you are mine." He proclaimed.

"If that's what you say then let me tell you, I will never be yours. I love someone else. leave me."

My eyes were dropping. I was so spent. He made me lie and gently placed a pillow under my head.

"Angel, you are mine. Whether you like this fact or not, I will make sure of it. You are not feeling alright at all. Rest now and go to bed early tonight. We will talk tomorrow." He got up from my bed.

He kissed my forehead and went. I quickly took one of my pills. Still, my body was trembling.

This man made me stand in front of my dreading past which I tried my best to forget. I was helpless before him.

But I will never allow him to have his way with me, even if I have to kill him or kill myself.

I swore to myself.