How to kill a Vampire (Rewriting Third Draft)

Chapter 2- Part II- The Knight in Shining Armour

My eyes met the hard stare of a pair of red rubies. The muscle of the Knight's jaw tightened and his palms clenched at his sides. He looked like he was ready to strangle me. He wasn't been wearing his visors so, his handsome face was displayed through his helmet. A perfect sculpture of art that might make a Greek God put to a shame. The raven strands fell on the marble expanse of his forehead, hadn't he moved I'd have believed that he was a marble statue. 

I was glad my face was covered in my mask or else, he would suspect me of some gawking maniac. 

His long six feet something height was intimidating with that silver junk, but no man could be as intimidating after threatening them with their very personal parts. Well, his future relayed on it! 

"C'mon! Hop on! We haven't got all day," I ordered trying to sound as harsh as possible because he was too distracting for me. 

He gave me a dark look and said, "I would but I'm afraid I'm in a bit of compromising situation here." And he gestured at his hands which were behind his back firmly restricted thanks to my magnetic handcuffs. 

"Oh! Then..." I looked around trying to find something that would help him to climb up on his stallion and stood beside the horse thinking.

The horse however, was very eager to taste my arm that hung in front of him like a tasty meat and he nibbled on it. 

"Hey, you stinky beast! Back off!" I yanked away my arm, "you know, how expensive my suit is?" The beast gazed me up with his big black eyes and snorted as if he was trying to say: so what? It was tasty anyway.

Shouts came along with a few cries and I froze beside my own prisoner. I snapped my head and saw the men were pretty busy with their enemy and blood splattered everywhere with its metallic scent lingering in the air. But it also announced how little time I had got to form a plan to sneak away from under their noses. 

I bit my lower lip but nothing came in my mind other that one possible way. It was insane! 

I gazed up at my prisoner taking in his big physique and that giant sword that hung from his hip. He looked like he could snap me in two without breaking a sweat and I could somehow take a guess that he might be strong enough considering that he was doning the heavy silver armour. For a moment, it made me reconsider my plan.

Well, I couldn't back away now, could I? Especially when the army of demons were on your arse ready to pounce on you any moment with their swords, spears and pitchforks- possibly horns and tails attached.

However, I didn't see any horns or tails on this Knight and nor his men had any. Instead he was a fine one, I had only heard that Lucifer was the most beautiful one among the angels never knew the rest of the demons also had the similar kind of beauty. 

He cocked a brow.

I exhaled, "Fine! I'm putting off the restriction but try something funny and you'll lose your precious little soldier down there."

He looked down at the sword point again and he caught my eyes while his face hung low. The look he was giving me was far more dangerous than any tortures I had experienced in my past. The look of a killer. A sexy killer. 

I gulped down the shiver that ran down my spine also, put aside my maiden thoughts. 

I looked at my writs watch and then at the magnetic cuffs. A grin came along. These weren't any ordinary cuffs. No matter how much strength he had, he couldn't just break free of them until I put off the magnetic field around them. I thanked Dyson again for this gadget which became handy in such cases as I had a doubt a rope could hold him back.