They had attacked her, covering her with red blanket. They didn’t want her to see who they were. He grimaced. Smart choice; she would have been able to easily show who they were.
She muttered something in her native tongue as they tried to shove her off the roof of the building. Then, he jumped halfway out of the window and caught her as she was about to fall.
She was confused when she felt his muscular arms, wrap around her tiny waist.
She yelled at him and bit him. “Ow,” he yelped in pain. “What the hell was that for?”
Then the blanket fell off, and he saw her face. Beautiful was the first word that came to mind. Emerald green eyes, tan skin, and golden brown hair.
“I am sorry,” she apologized. “I thought you were one of them.”
He looked at her in shock. “You can speak English?”
She nodded. “Yes. It took me some time, but I was able to quickly grasp your native tongue.”
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