Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Yeah, not these guys. If anything, they’d just gotten harder, and more punk, and even more rough. So had the crowd. And when that little ray of sunshine with her big wide eyes, soft red lips, and little white dress strolled into the storm of leather and tattoos and hungry looks, she was in more trouble than she ever fucking knew.
Two of the jackals were already on her, already getting way too close. They had her cornered against the side wall to far left of the stage, half hidden in the shadows as they moved in.
My jaw clenched, my inked hands closed to fists, and the rage exploded through me. This angel was mine, and no grimy, leering little fuckwad punk fans were going to get their filthy paws on her.
I barely remember shoving my way through the swirling crowd. I think I even took a punch or two, but it was all fucking tunnel vision as I moved right for her, my eyes narrowing and my fury rising as I stormed towards the two pieces of shit trying to get close to what was mine.
“Get. Away.”
The words snarled from my lips like a wild animal’s growl, and the two of them turned.
“Fuck off, mate,” one muttered, turning to smirk at his buddy.
I looked past them though. I looked fucking through them to the gorgeous, slightly scared-looking, very out-of-her-element-looking girl they’d been cornering. Those big eyes of hers — brown, I could see then — were looking right back at me. And you know how in cheesy movies or lame books you always read about love “hitting” some guy?
Yeah, well, that was me. I looked into that angel’s eyes, and it fucking hit me, right in the chest.
“Are you deaf?”
I blinked, frowning as my attention was torn away by the second guy. He glared at me, nodding at me with his scruffy chin.
“I said, are you fucking de—”
“I’m going to say it one more fucking time,” I said evenly, cutting him off as I drew myself up to my full height, my leather jacket straining over my biceps as I leveled my scowl at him. “Get. Away. From. Her.”
There was a second of silence before the first guy just snorted as he started to turn back to my angel. “Fuck off, you dumb fucking pri—”
He grunted as I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the wall next to her. She yelped, jumping away as the second guy whirled and snarled at me. He threw a wild swing of punch, which I ducked and then returned, catching him right in the fucking jaw and knocking him on his ass.
“Get up and I’ll put you down so you don’t get up,” I hissed, looming over him as he whimpered on the ground. He glanced up at me and nodded.
“Good.” I took a breath, and then I looked back at her, staring at the two of them on the ground in complete shock.
“You just…I mean…”
“Come on.”
My hand took hers, and I pulled here away from the two dipshits moaning on the floor. The band started into another song, music blasting over us as I pulled her along the wall of the venue, making our way to the back. Suddenly, I felt her yank her hand back away from me, and I turned.
“Take your hand off—”
I glanced past her to see the two assholes I’d put down, collecting a group of three other guys and angrily jabbing fingers in our direction.
Yeah, those weren’t great odds.
I didn’t think, I just grabbed her, slung her over my shoulder, and stormed for the back of the venue. She shrieked and slapped at me, squirming around like hell. I growled as I took an elbow to the shoulder blade and a knee to the chest, my hands tightening on her.
We tumbled into the lobby, and I made for the front doors, where I caught the eye of Big Lyle, the band’s tour security officer, who knew me.
“This looks like trouble, now don’t it,” he grumbled in that gravelly voice of his.
“He’s— he’s kidnapping me!” the girl shrieked, squirming that tight, sweet little body against my shoulder.
Lyle raised a brow, but I just gave him a look.
“Five of them, not far behind me. They were after her.”
He grinned as he nodded at a handful of security guys. Yeah, this was the part of the job he truly enjoyed.
“Me and the lads will give them some fun.” He winked and nodded towards the exits. “Off you go.”
I nodded a thanks as I kicked the front doors to the club open and marched into the night with her still draped across my shoulder, like a caveman making off with his conquest.
“Here,” I finally muttered when we’d gotten a block away. I hauled her off my shoulder and set her down on the sidewalk. She glared at me, or at least, I was pretty sure it was a glare with the neon lights of the bar we were standing outside of half glowing across her face.