6. Please help me!

As Lucian strode down the corridor to his room, his mind wandering far away, he felt he heard some commotions, but minding his own business he was tempted to dismiss the commotion echoing around him and just walk by.

Memories of the enigmatic woman's kiss lingered, tugging at his focus. Lucian could clearly recall the softness of her lips, the warmth of her breath, and the subtle taste of her lips. The gentle touch of her hand at the back of his neck, and the electricity that had sparked between them stood out in his memory.

Buried deep in his thoughts, Lucian halted, he had heard a familiar voice broke through the chaos, the same voice that had sought his aid at the hotel's entrance, the voice felt like of someone in need, helpless, barely audible.

Not very sure whether he was hallucinating or something, Lucian stood in place, he wanted to be sure that it's the same voice, and sure enough he heard it once more.

"Help me! Somebody help me please!" The faint whisper rang once more in Lucian's ears.

In that moment, Lucian's hesitation melted away, replaced by a resolute determination to rush and find the owner of the voice. With swift purpose, he turned towards the source of the distress, ready to intervene.

Lucian found the familiar little girl carried and surrounded by a group of young men, her dress torn to the point that her cleavages were visible to their display. At a closer glance, Lucian realized that the girl herself was not very okay, she felt so weak, and her eyes were barely open,she was only trying to keep them open. Sweat trickled down all over her face, her cheeks flushed from heat and a general feeling of discomfort evident from the way she was turning about.

Lucian didn't know why he felt the need to protect her from those perverts, he just wanted to be her shield in such time of distress. If you were to ask me this was so unlike the normal Lucian, normally, he just didn't care about anybody, except for his family, and friends, not like he got any friends anyway, he is always aloof to make any friends.

Without hesitation, Lucian sprang into action, dashed and jump before them blocking the way. He wanted to negotiate with them as he didn't like any violence, not that he is a coward.

"Leave her alone!" he bellowed, his voice clear and distinct in the deserted corridor. The assailants lifted their faces to him, expressions shifting from arrogance to surprise.

"What's it to you, huh?" one of them jeered, his words dripping with disdain.

"She's ours for the taking."Another voice sneered, as if warning him to mind his own business before he too could end up in trouble.

Lucian's fists clenched at his sides, his resolve hardening like rock. He hated it when they claimed their possession of her, it just didn't sit well with him thinking of such shabby looking guys claiming possession of such an innocent helpless young girl.

Without a moment's hesitation, Lucian sprang into action ignoring their taunts and lunged at them at full speed.

Lucian first targeted on the two guys who were holding Krystie, his reflexes honed by years of training, throwing blows to them, each punch landed with bone-crushing force. The assailants staggered backwards under the onslaught. Taking the chance, Lucian pulled Krystie to himself and gently pushed her to his side as he countered his attackers, making sure they didn't have a chance to go anywhere near Krystie.

Technically, Lucian was good boxer, highly trained in karate and fencing, so handling such a weak gang was not hard for him because in just five minutes they were all lying flat on the ground, each either with a broken arm or limb moaning. Lucian had really gone easy on them because on a normal circumstances they all supposed to have stopped breathing long ago.

Lucian, gently picked the young girl from the ground and carried her bridal style, by all means trying to not stare at her exposed cleavages, he was a gentleman enough to know such a basic manners.

One thing however, was not right because with the way Krystie's clinged her warm body to him, Lucian could feel his little brother down their reacting, waking up in the process.

Lucian completely ignored his perverted mind and carried her to his room, he was not a fool to not have realized that she must have been spiked, and for some reason he knew that all this must have a connection with the earlier event at the hotel's entrance when she had kissed him.

Lucian sought to take her to his room to give her first aid,a cold shower, before he could call his family doctor to attend to her.

Just as Lucian lowered Krystie on the bed, she pulled him to herself, and without wasting a moment Krystie had intertwined their lips, kissing Lucian roughly as if her life depended on it.

Lucian was shocked for a moment before he came back to his senses and pushed her away, but Krystie was so adamant, clinging to him.

Krystie's gentle moans sounded enticing to Lucian, and as she touched herself, it acted as a complete seduction to Lucian arousing him more than he already was. Krystie's pale skin and exposed collarbones was already making it hard for Lucian to think.

All the ounce of self control evaporated immediately Krystie had gently caressed his already excited manhood. As blood rushed to his lower body, Lucian found it too hard to resist her hot kisses. It seemed like no matter how much Lucian tried to stop himself from drowning in her hot wet kisses, his body, especially his already erect manhood had a mind of it's own, directing him to do exactly the opposite of what he intended to.

"Please help me!" Krystie's warm breath on Lucian's ears made him tremble in excitement, forcing Lucian to give in to his desires and lust.