Chapter 36

I felt my heart sink deeper in my chest as the man caught hold of the baseball bat. However, just then a vehicle suddenly drove recklessly fast to our direction with its headlight fully on, blinding my eyes.

For a second I thought the car would run me over but thankfully it stopped just before that could happen and the door immediately opened up.

I had to blink my eyes twice when I saw who the driver was.

“P.. Professor Collins?"

“Leave," He spoke calmly to the men but with the way they shook and became submissive it felt like his words had some unseen power.

Cowering their heads the men scamper out of the scene.

What just happened here? I couldn't get my head around it.

“Are you alright?" The prof said and I could only afford to nod my head as my brain was still booting to speak.

“You shouldn't be out here by this time," he said and I could sense a bit of scolding in his speech.

Finally I found my voice: “She needs help," I pointed to the girl who was now seated motionless on the floor with her dress covered with blood flowing from her neck.

Professor Collins hurried to her: “She has lost a lot of blood. We need to take her to the hospital," he said then lifted her from the ground and walked to his vehicle.

Dropping the base bat I helped him open up the door of the back seats and Professor Collins lay her down in it comfortably before he entered into the driver seat and I entered the front passenger seat. Then he drove off speedily.

★

Gloria turned to her side and when she saw the man she instantly recognized him. It was the black man she had a one night stand with. She has forgotten his name but his face is still very much fresh in her memory.

“What are you doing here and how did you find me?" Gloria questioned interrogatively but he just smiled, revealing his charming dimples.

“Trust me it wasn't easy. You are a hard person to find," Donald joked but Gloria didn't find it funny as she maintained a straight face.

“What do you want?" She asked rudely.

“What do you mean what do I want?" Donald replied.

“Why are you here? Do you want to fuck me?" She said and Donald couldn't help himself from chuckling.

“You are always so direct. That's nice," he smiled but Gloria rolled her eyes.

“If that's the reason why you are here, I am sorry to disappoint you but that's not happening. So you can go and find some other bitch you can put your stuff in," she said in a serious manner but Donald found it funny.

“Are you drunk?" He asked then turned to the bartender.
“How many shots have you given her?"

Gloria gulped down her glass as the bartender was about to reply.

“That will make it the seventh glass now." The bartender said.

“What?" Donald took his eyes to Gloria.

“What? Why are you staring at me like that? I ain't drunk in fact I want another shot," She said stretching her hands out so the bartender can fill her glass again but Donald wasn't allowing none of it.

“No, no, no. That will be all for you today," he said, grabbing hold of Gloria.

”Hey, let me go." She said, trying to shake herself off his grip but couldn't.

“I will but after I take you out of here," Donald said and he wasn't ready to listen to anything she had to say.
“Has she paid?" He asked the bartender.

“No she hasn't, sir," the bartender replied.

“How much is it? You know what nevermind," Donald said, reaching for his wallet at the back of his pocket and bringing out some dollar bills.
“This should take care of the bills," he placed the money on the stand and the bartender couldn't help but smile happily as the money was more than enough.

“I didn't ask you to pay for me. I am more than capable of paying for myself," Gloria said, being hostile.

“I never said you weren't. Anyways I have to take you out of here," Donald said calmly, not minding her attitude.

“I am not going anywhere with you, let me go." She said but he smiled.

“You don't really have a choice," he said, then lifted her up, bridal style.

“Hey, what are you doing? Let me down this instant!" Gloria protested but Donald paid deaf ears to her until he took her out of the club.

Placing her so she sits on a neat pavement: “Wait here, I will be back in a second. Let me go get water so you can wash your face," He said then walked away while Gloria folded her arms, frowning.

“Why are you telling me? Do I look like I care if you come back or not?" She said but he only smiled.

“You are really cute when you are upset, you know, right? I will be back, try not to miss me too much." He said then walked away while Gloria rolled her eyes.

She did find him cute and she knew he was trying to help her by showing care and concern but she really didn't want anyone else's care and concern other than Damon. However she was starting to feel bad about how she behaved with him. Maybe she has had too much to drink after all...

After a few minutes Donald returned with two plastic bottles of water.

“Hey, wash your face with this." He said and was actually surprised that Gloria took the bottle from his hand without complaining.

Moving a few distance she opened the bottle up and washed her face with the help of her palm but her hair kept getting in the way as they kept falling in front of her face.

“Wait, let me help you with that." Donald said taking the plastic bottle from her hands and also helped adjust her hair backwards as he poured the water on her face and she washed her face and eyes clean from the alcohol influence with both hands.

“Thank you," she said softly after they were done and she was feeling much sober and more like herself now.

“You are welcome," he smiled and his dimples on both sides of his face formed a beautiful curve.
“Take. Drink this," Donald handed her the other plastic bottle of water.

“I thought that belonged to you," Gloria replied.

“Nah, both are for you. Drink up you need it," He said and Gloria did as he asked.

“How are you feeling now?" He asked.

“Much better, thanks."

“You are welcome," he smiled.

“See, sorry about the way I threatened you back in the club I am just_" Gloria wanted to apologize but Donald cut her short.

“No need for that, it's fine. I understand," he smiled and she smiled faintly.
“I think you need to rest. You are in no condition to drive so I will be taking you home and that's not even a suggestion is a statement."

“Can you take me to your house instead," she said and Donald's facial expression changed.

“Are you sure?" He asked and she nodded.

“Yes."

“Alright then."

★

Location: Hell
Time: Past

That is the demon Damon has to kill and he knew it, these other demons are like tiny bugs and can't do him no real harm but that one is the real deal however Damon knew engaging that high ranked demon can end in two ways. Him taking the demon's life or the demon taking his life but this is a fight he can't run away from since the demon is a high ranked demon, Damon knew he must be the leader so killing him would automatically mean victory.

“Hmm," Damon breathed in then out before he matched towards the high ranked demon.

It wasn't a clear and straight path to meet this high ranked demon as Damon had to pass other demons to get to him, slicing through them in like manner as the high demon enemy was doing to his men Damon forged a path for himself and it didn't take long before he got to the high ranked demon.

Standing face to face with the demon, Damon came to realize how intimidating the fellow is. He towel way above him, like some type of giant and he was huge as well with lots of muscles but Damon wasn't intimidated. He knew his own abilities.

“What do we have here? A battle ground is no place for a child. Are you looking for your doll, little ‘girl’?" The high ranked demon mocked and taunted.

“I am the prince of hell and I am here for your head," Damon said pointing his sword at the direction of the demon's face.

The demon made mocking laughter: “I am sorry 'princess' but you do look like a girl. Are you sure you ain't one?" The demon kept mocking Damon based on his beautiful physical appearance.

“You talk too much, are you sure you ain't a bitch?" Damon gave him a piece of his own medicine and that seemed to anger the high ranked demon as he frowned.

“Let's see who's the bitch here, boy!" The demon said battle ready and Damon smiled softly.

At least he was able to make the high ranked demon acknowledge he is a male by calling him boy now Damon is ready to make him bleed.