The Royal Contract

Chapter 360 - Last Attempt For Salvation

"Suit yourself." She replied, slightly disappointed that her appeal did not work on him.

She stood up, and without looking back, she proceeded to the center of the place and tried to catch everyone's attention. In this case, all eyes would be on her.

That included her date for the night, the stranger, and the other men, lusting over her body since she started dancing earlier. A plan had been concocting in her mind as soon as the stranger came looking for her.

"Let me see..." She mumbled to herself as she swayed her hips to the beat. "... how long you can keep your hands to yourself." She finished her thought as she sexily moved her body for everyone to see.

She could feel their eyes on her even if she could not see them with her eyes closed. She could imagine one man was furious with her action, another man was curious, and the others only wanted to touch her.

A few seconds later, a man stood behind her and had his hands on her hips, putting pressure on her skin. If he kept pushing his fingers tighter, it might make a bruise.

"You are such a tease." An unfamiliar voice uttered near her ears.

Hearing him did not frighten her one bit. On the contrary, it made her smile as she began to map up her next plan.

At first, she feared that Nick would be the one to join her. That would certainly ruin her plans, but it was a risk she had to take. Then, the stranger might try his luck with her.

She knew she could work with that. But it was still not the best solution to her situation. Her initial plan was better, she believed. The one that did not involve the stranger.

"I was just dancing and minding my business." She responded, not stopping him from moving his hands around her body. One landed on her stomach while the other one went down on her exposed thighs.

She could sense that he was a big man. Exactly what she had in mind. She could feel his firm grip as it played with her body. She could only guess that he was the creep that had been lusting over her.

She did not mind his touch or the way his lips now attacked her neck. She had endured this kind of sleaziness from Nick, what was one more time for her plan to escape.

"I don't think you will mind if I keep you company." He whispered in between his ragged breaths. "What about my place?" This time, his hand had gone up under her skirt, and his other one had started squeezing her boobs.

To all the men watching her, it would seem that she had enjoyed every minute of it. But unknownst to them, she hated it. She wanted to puke from what he was doing to her. But it had to be done.

"..." Before she could answer the man, someone pried him away from her, almost making her lose her balance from the impact of the force.

The next thing she knew, the man flew away on the floor. She was left standing in the middle of the scene, waiting for what would happen next.

"You son of a b*tch." He heard a familiar voice shout in rage. She knew she had to do something, but she was stunned by what happened and could only watch as Nick started beating the guy.

The man who dared to touch her tried to recover and punch back, but Nick avoided the first throw. But the second one landed hard on his cheek, throwing him slightly off.

"Stop, Nick," Cassie shouted, acting the part of a distressed girlfriend as best as she could.

However, Nick found a chair and smacked the guy with it, making him land again on his back. Nick was about to do more assault on him, but the stranger who stood at the side finally tried to stop them.

This time, she realized that it was her time to run away. She snapped out of her initial shock and started thinking of her escape strategy. She slowly slipped around the other man watching the brawl until the bouncers helped to stop the fight.

By that time, she was already out the door, trying to find a way to get away as far as she could. She kept looking at her back, thinking that Nick and his men were already coming after her.

She ran to the other side of the street, hoping to find a ride. The streets looked deserted. The club was not exactly in the middle of the city.

All she could see was the empty road, a few darkened buildings, and a few luxurious cars on the parking lot. She believed that hailing a cab on her way to her freedom was not likely to happen in this scenario.

So, she had to improvise. She tried the first car near her. "Why do they have to lock their doors? Don't they trust anyone anymore?" She muttered under her breath, frustrated with her situation.

She had to find a way out of this place soon, or they would find her and catch her. After that, she could only guess her fate, and it was not something she could look forward to since she would be dead.

"Come on. Think." She kept whispering to herself, afraid that she was running out of time.

Then she saw the convertible that was parked a few cars away from her. She rushed to its side and checked the front side, but there were no keys. She had no idea of how to hotwire a car.

Finally, she abandoned the idea and ran towards the road where she would try her luck. When she thought that she was far enough, she hid behind the bushes, just in case a familiar car came looking for her.

"You can do this. You have to be patient." She could only think of one thing she had to do. She had to reach Alex because he was the only one who could help her.

She laid down on the rocky ground, finding herself exhausted, drunk, and frustrated. It would seem that the alcohol she had consumed was more than her body could handle. Add up the stress of the night.

She tried to stay awake and command herself to stand up when she saw a car coming by, but it had been too much of an effort. She could not even clearly see the car since it was dark.

"I'm sorry for the wrong things I had done." She mumbled in the dark, seeing a shadow of a man standing up above her.

She could only think of one man who would be looking for her, and now he had found her. She closed her eyes, resigning to her fate. She could beg for her life, but she believed this time, it would not work.

She had done something unforgivable in his eyes. Nick would never let this pass even if he had liked her. He would surely exact his revenge on her once he learned of all she had done against him.

Finally, she found herself dosing off or passing out cold on the ground, thinking that it was her end. "I'm sorry.." She uttered again in her last attempt for salvation.