Chapter 5

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"Trust me Alya, I'm not going to get hurt. If it makes you feel better, I'll just scare the shit out of him and he will never mess with you again. Okay?

"Okay" was all she said…

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Alya didn't know if she wanted to witness what was about to happen. He father hadn't seen her yet in which she was relieved, but she was still worried about Sinbad. Never in her life had someone ever defended her before. So many firsts had happened in the past few days it made her head spin. She was obviously attracted to this strange but charming purpled man.. no hero. He had taken her in, clothed her, fed her, saved her and now he was going to fight for her honor? If anything her resolve for sticking with this group of guys only grew.

With tears starting to slowly run down her flushed cheek Sinbad gently used his thumbs to wipe them away. As he held her face with his large hands she noticed his eyes held a look that she could almost describe as a mix between desire and protectiveness. The look took her aback for a moment. As he was about to speak again she felt a different pair of eyes on her. She looked towards her side and met a pair of shocked and menacing eyes that cut through her. She gasped and all the previous color fell from her face.

"He saw me" she said almost to herself.

Sinbad, without breaking eye contact with her, slowly positioned himself in between Alya and the monster. "Alya, if you don't want to go back to the room I would really like it if you to stayed here. You don't have to talk to him but for this to work and if you don't ever want to deal with that asshole again I need to do this my way, and I promised you I wouldn't get hurt but I can't promise I won't hurt him."

Sinbad can't keep the images of Alya's back out of his mind and the thought of her pain and how scared she must have been was causing him to see red. Alya could see something in his eyes suddenly change. He had a fierce look in his eyes and for the first time since she met him, he scared her. She wasn't scared that he would hurt her… no... she knew he wouldn't, but that look was almost terrifying. His hand lingered on her face longer than it should have but reluctantly he let her go and started towards her father. She noticed as he was walking how graceful and fluid his movements were. Being as young as he was (maybe 18 or 19) that he held himself with an extraordinary amount of confidence.

Her father started towards her with a quickness that she has never seen from him. He must be somewhat sober, she thought. Panic struck her for a brief moment before she saw Sin purposely step in front of him. Her father who was eye level with her honey eyed savor glared at the young man in front of him. "Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing with my daughter!?" He screamed in Sinbad's handsome face.

Sinbad just looked at the raging man that was inches away from his face. A wicked smirk crossed his face and he bent in even closer to the enraged man.

"Unless you want to die right here and right now old man, I suggested you listen…" Sinbad was rudely interrupted.

"Get out of my way punk! I'm taking my daughter back to where she belongs, to the whore house I sold her too! You had better not fucked her because I promised them a virg…"

Sinbad grabbed the man's throat and slammed him to the ground, slowly crushing the man neck just before the point of causing the man to become unconscious. "Listen and listen well you piece of shit, I'm moments from breaking you neck but fortunately for you your daughter is watching and I just can't bring myself to kill you in front of her. She as of now is under my care. You need to forge you ever had a daughter because you certainly didn't treat her like one. And despite all the torture you put her through she is an incredible young woman. If I ever see you come near her again I will kill you and that is a promise. Do not underestimate me. I am Sinbad the first dungeon capturer."

Sinbad didn't want to come across as narcissistic but he had to let her father know he wasn't some push over with an empty threat. He was absolutely serious that if her father ever hurt her again that he would kill him. The look in Sinbad's eyes said everything. Alya's father tried to nod his head showing Sin that he understood his demands.

Cross the street Alya watched in horror the scene unfold she was just thankful that one; Sinbad seemed to have everything under control although she didn't know what her father said to send him over the edge. And two; that the guards were so busy asking people, she assumed about herself, that they didn't notice Sin take her father down.

Sinbad slowly let the old man go and as he stood up. Her father didn't movie from his spot on the ground and all he could seem to do was rub his now bruising neck. Before people became too aware of what was unfolding around them. Sin made his way back to Alya and forcefully grabbed her upper arm, making sure not to hurt her, and led her away. She kept trying to look back to see if they were being followed and Sin noticed this.

"No one is coming. Trust me."

"Umm…okay" her voice was shaky and adrenaline was still pumping through her veins.

Sin pulled her into a small ally away from prying eyes. He could tell she was still shaken up and he desperately wanted to calm her nerves. She wouldn't look at him as she kept her eyes on the ground below them. He placed both his hands on her slender shoulders trying to steady her shaking body. He couldn't help but notice her voluptuous chest quickly rise and fall almost toughing his in the process. Trying to control himself (and his tightening pants) he quietly called her name trying to get her attention.

"Alya….Alya can you please look at me?"

Her bright shiny eyes finally connected with his honey ones. She was crying!?

"Hey! What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He started to panic a little thinking he did something wrong. She looked away from and that almost broke him. He gently grabbed her chin with his finger and thumb so she would look at him again.

"Is it something I did? Please talk to me." He practically begged.

"NO! I'm not upset with you, it's just that… I was so scared seeing him again and to be honest I never thought I'd ever feel safe. My whole life I've been living in fear of this man and seeing you defend me today. I-I just can't thank you enough! I don't deserve your kindness." she squeezed her eyes together not able to look into his any longer. She knew if she continued to look into this man's eyes she may admit something she hadn't even admitted to herself. Was she truly feeling for him what she thought could be love or was she just so grateful to him that it was messing with her mind?

He still held her chin in his hand and at that moment, their closeness and her admission was too much for him. He slid his hand that was already on her face across her cheek and through her silky silver hair where it came to rest on her neck. His other hand snaked around her hip and rested on her lower back. The both felt an electric shock run through them. He pulled her head towards his while leaning down and took her mouth with a passionate kiss that he didn't know he possessed. She was momentarily shocked at the new experience but quickly opened herself up to him. His fingers dug into her hip and he pulled her harder agents his body. She gasped and he took this moment to his advantage to deepen the kiss.

She felt her knees go weak as she tried to stay upright. Luckily for her he also noticed this and finally broke the kiss to make sure she didn't fall. She was shaking for whole other reason now, and she liked it. They were both breathing heavily and he noticed how cute she looked with the slight blush to her face. "I don't ever want to hear you say you don't deserve kindness Alya. You deserve that and more. I'm just glad you feel safe, even if it is for the first time."

The only thing she could do was nod her head. She was glad the kiss happened, oh was she glad it happened. But that didn't stop her from feeling a little embarrassed.

Realizing what she must be feeling he decided to give her time to process what had just happened. "Hey, I just realized you still haven't eaten. We still have food left over from last night and you still need rest. You have had a little too much excitement for one day. I promise ill get us something good for dinner tonight." He smiled down at her.

"Thank you, that sounds nice." She beamed.

He grabbed her hand and led her back to the inn. She was still a little giddy that he hadn't let her hand go the whole walk back, and he was trying to process his feelings about the young woman to his side. Never had he felt the need to protect anyone like he had felt the need to protect her. He simply didn't understand it. The kiss was amazing even though he assumed that it was her first kiss. He would never admit to her that he has had his fair share of kissing among other activities with other woman but out of all his experiences. He never felt anything like the sensation he felt with her, with that kiss.

They finally made it back to the room before he insisted she eat the rest of the food and then she was to take a long nap. He explained this was going to be the last night at this inn and that they needed to head toward their next destination. She tried to get him to divulge the details of where they were headed next but his lips were sealed until she got some rest. Once she was asleep he walked over to her and covered her up. He leaned over and placed a small kiss to her forehead.

"What are you doing to me woman?"