Khael's POV
The three hours passed slowly and I spent it at a coffee shop not too far away. I was anxious with each passing minute.
What if I could not find him?
I thought silently as fear continued to grip me as the time passed.
When it was finally three hours later, I stood up and walked to the entrance, this time he didn't stop me and let me in.
The world inside was totally different from what I expected.
Loud music, alcohol, different arcade games, women, arguments and all sorts of activities.
I felt small and scared among the crowd. Someone bumped into me and I almost doubled over to the ground.
"Hey pretty, what are you doing here alone". A voice slurred beside me and before I could react his hand went around my waist.
His foul breath poured over me as I turned to see who it was. I moved swiftly out of his hold and walked away but he tried to hold me back and he fell down in a heap.
The sound got others' attention and they all turned to look at me.
