✍️✍️✍️✍️ Hellbound With you Chapter 16 || 17... 20✍️✍️✍️✍️



His hazy mind was instantly cleared of his animalistic desires.

"You…" he could not say anything else. He didn't know what to say to her. "You're still a virgin?" he asked, clear disbelief evident in his tone.

He knew it! In the back of his mind, he knew that she must still be a virgin. He had avoided looking at her face once he started touching her because he felt like he was doing something wrong, but he ignored this feeling and convinced himself he was wrong because of how she responded to his touch. The way her body moved, the way she moaned, and the way he felt just by touching her, distracted him so much that he chose to believe these signs instead.

When the girl nodded, his black pupils narrowed and a fleeting emotion flashed in them but he blinked and they were back to normal, as if it was an illusion.

He breathed deeply as he closed his eyes looking as though he was counting to ten. When he opened his eyes again, he seemed angry, even though his face was again, undecipherable. She just felt it.

Abi was shocked. Did she fail the test?

"Tell me… why are you still untouched?"

She blinked. She really didn't know how to answer him, so she said the most logical thing she could think of.

"Because I've never had a boyfriend before."


"I wasn't interested in anyone. I don't know… I haven't really thought about it." She knew that was a bit of a half truth. She knew exactly why she had never had a boyfriend, but there was no way she was going to tell him!

"Don't tell me you have never been kissed either."

She blinked. She just sat there in silence as she looked around the room.

The man shook his head in disbelief upon realizing the answer behind her silence. He ran his hands through his hair. He sensed that she might have not been with a man before but… to not even have been kissed at all before that night was unbelievable! This was why he just couldn't shrug away the possibility that he might have been wrong in thinking she was pure and innocent - because it was very hard for him to believe that someone could still be a virgin at 22 in this day and age! Did this woman want to become a nun at some point and then change her mind about it or something? How did she even get mixed up with someone like him?

He got up and dressed himself.

"Get dressed." He ordered and the still stunned Abi helped herself up, covering herself with a sheet.

"I… I… wait… Did I pass the test?"

"No, you failed," he said, running a hand through his hair again.

Abigail was so shocked she couldn't speak for a while.

"W-why? Is it because I really didn't attract you at all?" she asked and the man could tell right then that this girl was actually so disarmingly unaware of her beauty. She just had no idea at all but he wasn't going to tell her that. Instead, he brought his attention back to the current issue.

"I don't do virgins," he replied instead and Abi was again dumbstruck. "Get dressed now. I'll send you back home," he added and Abigail started to panic. How could this be? How could she not have passed his test? She could still feel her skin throbbing from where he had kissed and touched her. Her heart was still beating uncontrollably and her body was still flushed red from his advances. After all of that, she still failed the test?

Abigail shook her head. "No. I'm not going home. Not until I pass your test and become your girlfriend." She was so damn sure and determined that the man could only pinch the skin between his brows in frustration. This girl… this little lamb was driving him insane!

"I told you. I don't do virgins. I don't like inexperience girls. You failed the test," he repeated, but the girl just glared at him, showing no sign of giving up anytime soon.

At that moment, Abi didn't know why, but she just felt that if she gave up on him now, she might never ever see him again. He just gave off that feeling that he was going to disappear from her life after this and the thought of it made her clutch the blanket beneath her hands, hard.

"Okay, so if I return as a woman of experience, I will pass the test, right? Is that what you're saying?"

The man was speechless.

"What did you say?"

"That's what you want, isn't it? Then I'm going to go out there and get some of this so called experience… until there won't be any reason for you to turn me away."

The man was dumbfounded and he didn't know why, but there was suddenly an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Bravery or stupidity?

"Abigail…" he uttered her name. The lust in his eyes was completely gone and he was as calm as still water again. His eyes looked at her with a seemingly steely decision – a decision to send this girl away, as far away from himself as possible.

Since the night he first saw her, he already sensed that she was probably a nice, gentle and good girl; she just gave off such a vibe. He noticed it in the way she spoke and her mannerisms from their interactions, that she possibly lived a sheltered life. He would even have bet that she was raised to have good values and grew up into a decent and kind person because of it. He could just tell because this girl's eyes were so clear and pure that he could see right through it into her soul. Unlike his, her eyes spoke of life, they weren't dead, and it was as if they were unable to hide any secrets at all. His first impression of her was that she was like a untouched river, clear and pure but also vigorous. But then, she suddenly told him she wanted to experience hell, even offering herself to him despite his warnings. What made her do it, bravery or stupidity? He didn't know, but her actions just kept on contradicting this judgement of her that he decided to believe that he might be wrong this time, even believing that she was just acting coy to try and get close to him like so many other women had previously done.

So now that he finally proved that she wasn't acting coy at all, he became angry both at himself and at her. A girl like her belonged to a comfortable, peaceful and bright place; he couldn't possibly drag her into his tortured world - his hell.

"I am not the man for you," he whispered with a stern expression on his face and before Abi could even process what he said, the man picked up her dress and gave it to her. "Get dressed. I'll wait for you in the garden," he added and just like that, he left, leaving Abi alone in the vast room.

Abigail looked at the crumpled dress in her hands, unable to comprehend what just happened. The words 'I am not the man for you' echoed in her head and she didn't know why but it stung her hard. She really had failed. She tried so hard to do what he wanted, to prove herself to him, but in the end, it seemed she really wasn't good enough.

So this was how it felt to be rejected… this stinging feeling in her heart; she didn't know that it felt like this.

Abigail had always been the one to rebuff her would-be admirers. She had never been on the receiving end of rejection before maybe because no one had ever sparked her interest. She had not met anybody who was able to evoke that desire in her, to want to be with them. No one had ever made her behave this fearlessly, until she met this mysterious Mr. Qinn.

She clearly heard him - he didn't want her, which was supposed to be a good thing in the first place.

As she quietly put on her dress, Abi's thoughts were in chaos. She had clearly told him that she would come back once she gained more experience so that she could pass his test, but the rejection that followed crashed her resolve, hard. She was caught so off guard with all these unfamiliar feelings and new experiences that she didn't know how to even cope. Abi almost felt like crying. Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes but she wouldn't let them. She closed her eyes and pushed back her tears as she took deep, steadying breaths to calm her mind and her heart. Once she felt more in control of herself, she walked to the door and left the room.

When she reached the garden and saw him standing there, facing the dark sky, Abi bit her lips. 'No, Abi! Get ahold of yourself!' she inwardly berated herself.

The man noticed her presence and immediately walked towards her. He led her silently down the stairs and out the building until they reached the car that Mr. Black Leather Jacket drove to fetch her. They both sat inside the car; she, on the passenger seat and he, on the driver's seat. Still, no one spoke a single word. The atmosphere in the car was gloomy and dreadful and she wasn't sure what to do or say to make it better, while he just concentrated on the road and didn't seem to care.

After some minutes, the car finally stopped in front of Kelly's apartment. The car sat idling but Abi didn't move to climb out of the car.

"Miss Lee," he finally broke the silence and Abi looked at him with a determined look on her face.

"Mr. Qinn, what's your name?" she asked and the man's brows slightly creased. "I'm not going to climb out of your car until you tell me," she threatened and the man's lips curved up slightly. His smile was the same as that first night they met. This was the first time that night that he gave her that wickedly cold smile. He looked like he was trying to scare her away again.

"Miss Lee, I don't see any reason why you still want to know my name but okay, I will indulge you one last time. I might as well introduce myself before we part." he said, making it seem as though this would be the last time she would ever see him. She could feel that he was only telling her as some sort of parting gift. "Alexander Qinn," he said and Abi's gaze at him deepened.

"Alexander Qinn," she echoed under her breath.

"It's late," he sighed and she knew that he wanted her to leave.

Unwillingly, Abi opened the door. She glanced at him one more time before she stepped out of the car. She closed the door but she was still holding onto the door handle. Then suddenly, she ran around and knocked on the driver seat window.

As the window rolled down, Abi signaled him to move close to her because she wanted to whisper something to him. The man did what she wanted, with a deadpan expression.

Out of nowhere, a kiss landed on his cheek, causing his expression to change. His eyes widened for a split second before he turned and looked at her.

Abi just smiled at him. "Goodnight Alex, see you again soon," she said before she ran away.

A good experience

Abigail didn't turn around to look at him again. She walked straight inside the building, seemingly unaffected, but on the inside, her heart was still unable to calm down. However, by the time she stood outside Kelly's door, Abi looked like the tears she tried so hard to hold in, were about to burst out.

When Kelly opened the door and saw her expression, worry carved on her face and she immediately went to hug her friend. Abi felt herself calm down a little when she felt Kelly's arms around her, like a protective blanket.

"What happened?" Kelly asked as she led her friend to the couch. "Did that Mr. Qinn do something bad to you? Tell me! What did that bastard do to you?!" Kelly was angered. It was because this was the first time she saw her Abi look like this. Her innocent little Abi, who always shone brightly like a happy sun now looked like a sad and hurt little puppy. Oh, my precious Abi!

"What happened? Did your gorgeous Mr. Qinn do something inappropriate to you? Did he scare you?" Kelly asked again, sitting beside her and holding her hand.

"He rejected me," Abi uttered, looking utterly depressed.

Kelly, on the other hand, almost puked blood. 'Goddammit! Who does that bastard think he is to reject her precious Abi! Is that man blind?!! Damn right, he is! Or maybe, he's gay!! Yes! He is definitely gay!' Kelly raged inwardly.

Kelly suddenly had the urge to go out and find a guy outside and beat him up hard. She needed to do something to vent her anger or she wouldn't be able to calm down. She was angry - angry at that bastard and at herself. How could she have let anyone hurt her Abi within just a few hours, and on her very first attempt to leave her shell, too?! She shouldn't have let her go. She shouldn't have trusted a naïve girl's choice of men!

"I'm so sorry, Abi. Don't be too upset. There are plenty of other nice guys out there who know how to appreciate a woman. Think about that while I quickly pop downstairs to buy us a drink, okay?" Kelly tried to sound calm and collected but she was still fuming on the inside as she walked out of the apartment and headed towards the elevator.

She looked around to see if there was a guy out there but she didn't see anyone.

"Guhh!!!" she angrily growled as the elevator doors opened. She walked in and to her delight, a man was inside, standing quietly in the corner. He was tall and lean, wearing a white hoodie and his dark chocolate hair covered his eyes. He was also wearing a surgical mask.

He looked a little suspicious but Kelly just smirked at the sight of him.

"Hey dude, do you want to make some easy money?" she suddenly asked and the man looked at her, surprised. "Let me beat you up and I'll give you as much money as you want," she added, moving closer to him.

The man blinked but didn't reply.

"Okay, how about this? Fight with me. I will still pay you for any damage I cause. Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you hard. It will just be a little beating," she grinned and the man in the hoodie finally lifted his face. Her face was now fierce and mocking, purposely mocking the man to fight her.

The man looked like he smirked behind his mask as he shook his head in obvious disbelief. Kelly had obviously done this before from the way she was acting. She had beaten countless men since she was 18 years old, including a few of the bastards who dared to stalk her gorgeous Abi.

Kelly had a tendency to vent her anger physically but this only started after the night of her debut. For some reason after that day, every time she got extremely angry, she would want to vent her anger by beating someone up, preferably good looking men. She had trained regularly ever since she was a small child because she was the daughter of a rich family. This was something her parents made sure she did so that she could protect herself in case of any kidnapping attempts, so she had exceptional fighting skills to begin with. This was why she still hadn't met a guy who managed to defeat her. Most of the men she asked like this willingly let her beat them, maybe for the sake of money or they just didn't want to fight a girl. She also met some men who agreed because they thought that they could eventually turn the tables on her and make her regret it and some just willingly let her beat them obviously because of her looks and status.

Of course, Kelly had some limits. She wouldn't hit their faces unless the man chose to properly fight her and she always compensated them nicely with money, so there had been no trouble about her uncanny behavior to date. She knew she was being unreasonable but she couldn't stop. This was the only way for her to pacify her anger.

"Dude, don't you want to? Are you scared of me?" she taunted him, hoping to get a reaction, even performing the iconic kabedon on him. "Don't worry, it'll only hurt a little. You're a man, after all." She whispered. "C'mon, say yes now."

The man's eyes glimmered in both amusement and disbelief as he looked at her through his hair.

"Okay," he said, and Kelly rejoiced. It seemed like this man was pretty much the same as those other guys who became curious or maybe thought that she was a little crazy, but still wanted to see if she was for real or just flirting. 'So this man is the same as them, huh? Good,' she thought, because she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"You're not going to fight back?" she asked and the man shook his head.

A smile carved on Kelly's face. "Okay, here we go," she said and like a tigress, she attacked him with the same intensity as her frustrations.

When the elevator doors opened, the man was already leaning by the wall, his hands on his abdomen as he panted and winced in pain.

Kelly, on the other hand, just gave him a check and with a quick 'Thank you', she left the man without a backwards glance.

The man in the white hoodie watched her until the elevator closed again. He straightened up and fixed his clothes and stared at the check in his hand. His eyes blazed before a soft chuckle left his mouth. He only agreed because he didn't want her to pester him more than this. He couldn't afford to be recognized after all. But she was actually a hooligan and she beat him up for real. Damn! What a girl! Was she a gangster?!

The man in the white hoodie laughed again. He was so damn amused. Who would've thought that he, of all people, would be beaten up by a girl inside an elevator?!

Once the man left the building, he went straight towards the black Lamborghini waiting for him on the other side of the road.

He entered the car and removed his mask.

"She's safe, Alex. She's not with a man. She's with her friend and you don't have to worry, she's with an interesting hooligan girl. I believe she's a capable female bodyguard." He mused and the man in the passenger seat glanced at him.

"And you let the hooligan girl beat you?"

"Well, it was a good experience, for me and for her, haha. She just beat a prince and gave him a cheque for five thousand dollars. Haha. That was indeed unexpected!" He didn't stop laughing until he looked at the silent, moody creature next to him.

". . ."

"Sigh… Okay, let's go. I don't really understand why you let the little lamb go. It's not like you at all."



Kelly returned to her apartment looking revitalized.

She poured Abi some of the juice she bought and plonked herself down on the couch right next to her.

"Kelly, what should I do to gain more experience?" Abi asked and Kelly almost choked on her drink.

"Uhm… experience in what?"

"Experience in… se… in everything. About the things I don't have any clue about. Like the things that lovers do or any normal things that a girl in my age do?"

Kelly cleared her throat. "Abi, what has brought this on? Tell me. What did that man do to you? What exactly happened."

Abi hesitantly answered. "We danced and it was wonderful. I felt like we were floating on air. It was an experience I will never forget for the rest of my life."

"And then?"

"And then, he took me to his open air garden with an amazing view of the city. It was breathtaking."

"And then?"

"And then, when he found out that I was a virgin, he said he wasn't the one for me."

Kelly was speechless. What kind of man turns away a beautiful woman just because she was a virgin? Didn't he see what kind of treasure he had in front of him? Most men would have taken advantage… She inwardly gasped as her eyes widened as a revelation came to her.

Maybe… just maybe, he did see the treasure in front of him and that was why he rejected her?

Oh man… did she just get angry and beat a man because of this misunderstanding?! That Mr. Qinn may not be a bastard after all! It sounded like when he found out that Abi was pure and innocent, he sent her away because he didn't want to taint her!

Facepalming herself, Kelly faced her friend, her face now serious.

"So? Are you not going to see him again?" she asked, curious.

Abi fell silent for a while. "I don't want to give up on him, yet. I think he's the one, Kelly," she said. 'The one I can love without him falling for me…' she thought.

"Okay, I got it. So what are you planning to do now?" Kelly asked.

Before Abi could answer her, a call interrupted them. It was a video call from Kelly's cousin.

"What?" Kelly said impatiently while the girl on the phone was almost yelling, trying to be heard over the loud, roaring music in the background. Abi saw that the girl was in a dark, chaotic place with different coloured lights flashing across the room.

"Kelly! Where are you? Why aren't you here yet?"

"Didn't you read my message? I told you I'm not coming tonight."

"Huh? Geeezz… You're totally missing out on all the fun here tonight!"

"Yeah, yeah. I can come another night. Bye bye."

When the call ended, Kelly sighed and looked at Abi to continue their conversation.

However, Abi became curious.

"Where is she?"

"In a bar."

"That's the place that you said wasn't for someone like me?"

"Oh, well, yes."

"Kelly, I'd like to go there."

"Cough, cough. Why?"

"I just want to go there. I feel like I'm too ignorant about a lot of things. I want to see what the world is like and to go outside my comfort zone."

". . . but Abi, it's not a nice place for you."

"Please…" Abi looked at her with big, round, pleading eyes and Kelly gave up. She could not say no to that face.

"Sigh. Okay, fine."

On their bed...

Abi suddenly remembered what Kelly said before she left with Mr. Black Leather Jacket.

"Kelly… You said that that man who fetched me is a prince."

"Oh yes. You know about Country V, right?"

"That secluded kingdom in the south…"

"Mm. When I was eighteen, my father brought me there with him. It is a nice, rich country. I heard it only has less than a million people living there. My father said that the royal family of Country V is one of the richest monarchs in the world but they remain very lowkey. The monarchs have full control over country V. The country prospers under them and the citizens of Country V love them but we don't hear much about them at all. Country V is a very private country, most especially their royal family. The media don't come near them because of that. Their king and queen are the only ones who show their face to the public. No one has seen the princes' faces, unless you work in the palace, which is why the world only knows the princes' names. But when I was in country V, I saw that man and I heard one of his companions call him Prince Kai. I couldn't confirm it but he resembled the king and he had such an aura. I could never forget such a good looking face… Anyway, I believe that that man is none other than Prince Kai. But then, how the hell did a prince become someone's chauffeur?!"

"Could it be that you're wrong, Kelly? Maybe he's just his doppleganger?"

"Ugh! That's not possible. I trust my memory."

"What if that person who called him prince was just bluffing?"

"… Argh! I don't know. But… but… ah, never mind. Anyway, what's Mr. Qinn's name again? I'm curious about such an ultra rich being.


"Alexander, huh? Alexander Qinn. Hmm… why can't I recall any big fish with that name? I know all the big fishes in this country but his name doesn't ring a bell… this is strange…"

Kelly grabbed her laptop and browsed on the web, searching for an Alexander Qinn. She even asked some people but her brows knotted when she came up with nothing.

"This is strange; I can't find anything about him. There's no way that someone that rich… don't tell me he's related to some underground syndicate or something? But even underground bosses are widely known.

"Abi, are you sure that's his name?"

She nodded.

"Hmm… that's weird. I'll see if my dad knows anything about him."
Lost angel

The next night, Kelly brought Abi to a bar, as promised. Kelly was a party girl so she was well acquainted with what went on inside these bars. She was reluctant to take Abi but the girl insisted, so there they were, in a dark, smoky bar, about to join the crowd of people who were there mostly looking to have a good time.

They walked through the corridor, their shoes sticking to the ground with every step - the remnants of alcohol spilled on the floor from the night before. As they waded their way through the sticky path, Kelly couldn't help but ask her friend again. "Abi, are you sure about this?"

"Yes." Abi's response was quick and to the point. There was no hesitation.

Kelly sighed. She had never seen her friend be this stubborn before! "Make sure to stay beside me inside the bar, okay?" she could only warn.


The corridor opened into a large double storey area. The place was already quite crowded with about the same amount of women as there were men. Most of the people were leaning over the bar, which was situated on the left side of the room, trying to catch the bartender's attention to purchase some much needed alcohol.

Abi's first impression of a bar was that it was quite dirty, but after a few drinks in them, people probably wouldn't care too much about hygiene, she guessed. She looked around and saw that the place attracted all sorts of different people. There were some wild looking people, with lots of piercings and tattoos, but then she looked up to the second storey and that seemed to be filled with more mature guests in business suits.

"Come here, Abi. It's too crowded down here. I'm afraid some bastard will grope you," said Kelly, as she grabbed Abi's wrist.

Kelly had looked around and determined that the ground floor was too crowded for her to protect Abi. The second storey looked less chaotic than the ground floor, so she dragged Abi through the crowded dance floor and up the stairs.

Abi could only follow her best friend's lead.

The upstairs area was definitely quieter with people mostly minding their own business or looking down at the chaos on the ground floor with interest. Abi felt that these people who were watching the goings on the ground floor were looking for their next prey and she couldn't help the slight shiver of repulsion that came over her.

Kelly found a quiet corner for them to sit in and it looked clean as well - a rare find indeed. She walked over to the bar - yes, there was another bar on that level - and bought them a couple of drinks.

Unbeknownst to both of them, there was a certain male sitting in his own secluded corner, who immediately recognized Abi. He took his cellphone from his pocket and started to dial a number.

The receiver picked up after just three rings.

"What is it?" the person on the other end of the phone sounded impatient.

"It looks like a little lamb just walked into the wolves' den," he cryptically said knowing full well the other person on the line would know exactly what he was talking about. He hung up straight away not bothering with farewells and continued to nurse his drink, all the while, keeping an eye on the little lamb and her hooligan friend.

Meanwhile, at the corner booth, Kelly was giving her friend some advice.

"Abi, you're not used to this place so I think for now, why don't you just observe first, okay? If you don't like being here, just tell me and we can go, alright?"

"Okay, don't mind me, Kelly. Go and I'll watch from here."

Kelly ventured out into the crowd and made her way to the bar to buy them some drinks. The bar was full of people and there was a huge line, unfortunately, so Kelly would have to wait a while to get their drinks. While she waited, she glanced in Abi's direction and was relieved that she followed her advice and just observed. She turned her attention back to the bar menu and thought about which drink Abi might like and if she should get some nibbles too, so she didn't see a waiter approach Abi and give her a drink.

Abi, not knowing how things worked, thought that Kelly must have asked him to give her the drink, so she took it without question. She sipped at it and she threw a disgusted look at the drink bottle. 'Really? This is what people like to drink?' she thought.

On the other corner of the bar, Alexander sat down next to the caller and his eyes immediately picked her out from the crowd. He saw that Abi was by herself, that a waiter had given her a drink and that she took a sip of that drink. It was obvious to him that this was her first time in a bar by the way she was looking around the place. And it was also blatantly obvious that that was the first time she tasted alcohol by the disgusted look on her face after she took a sip.

In his mind, she was like a lost angel who had mistakenly walked into the realm of devils. She looked so innocent and vulnerable that he was sure that it wouldn't be long before she attracted some sleazy, worthless trash of a man who would look at her as easy prey.

In the next second, his prediction came true. A man in an expensive suit walked up to her table and started speaking to her. His beady eyes looked her up and down and he could practically see the drool falling from the corner of the man's lips.

The moment he saw the man extend his hand towards Abi, Alex aura blazed with hellfire!