Her secret His Obsession

Rain fell across the city, drenching the streets and turning the wet streets to shine brightly revealing its beautiful lights.

Adrian Blackwell hardly noticed. His mind was filled with a lot of things he didn't have time for ,contracts, deadlines, people who had looked him down but even a mind like his couldn't prepare him for the battle that struck that night.

He was halfway to his car when a shadow moved too fast for him to catch. A sharp pain plunged in his side, and before he could react, a man pulled at him.

"Hey, step back." Adrian shouted, fighting to break free.

The man twisted his arm, and pain came up.

Adrian jammed his teeth. "You picked the wrong guy." He threw a punch, but another attacker came from behind.

Then a voice ,clear, commanding, cutting through the chaos,

"Back"

Adrian blinked, shocked.

She appeared out of nowhere, rain wetting her hair to her face. The lady moved with impossible precision, each move deliberate and calculated. She hit one attacker with a fast kick, then hit at the other, sending him flying.

Adrian could barely catch a glimpse of her face.

But he saw she had a small body stature, focused movements, and a shining necklace around her neck. Her face remained partially hidden due to the wet hair and also the scarf tied around her face.

"Are you okay?" she shouted, her voice calm but firm.

"Yeah," he gasped, breaking free from the second attacker. "Thanks but who are you?"

She didn't answer. She only moved, helping just long enough to give him space.

Adrian landed a kick that sent the second attacker sliding across the wet grounds , but before he could even catch his breath, she was gone,disappearing into the rain soaked night.

Adrian's gaze dropped to the ground.

There, lying on the ground, was the shining necklace she wore on her neck.

He bent down, cleaning off the rain drops and studying it.

Tiny writings, Beautiful design, something familiar about it he couldn't just place. He put it into his coat pocket.

"Wait," he called after her, but the street swallowed his words.

Her presence remained in his chest, a pull he didn't understand. Something about her ,the way she moved, her voice, that necklace pushed at him, demanding attention.

By the time he reached his car, the feelings had reduced slightly, leaving a strange, almost obsessive curiosity in its place.

"Who was she? Why had she saved him? And why did it feel like the night itself had changed because of her?" Those were questions racing in his mind. He entered his car and drove off still feeling pain.

Driving through the city, every shadow seemed suspicious, even passers by.

He didn't know her name,didn't even know her face,but he would find her. Somehow.

Hours later, back in his apartment, the rain had slowed to a drizzle, leaving mist forming around the buildings.

Adrian leaned against the balcony railing, the necklace still in