I smile down at him, my foot lifting before stamping down on his cock, his ear-piercing cry causing everyone to look. Turning to Ethan, I smile. Why can't I always have this freedom? I feel my body thrown against the wall, the guy raising his fist.
"Mich! Where the fuck is he?" I watch as the guy steps back, Ethan pulling me back and pushing me down onto a chair. Moving, I try to stand up.
"Stay the fuck down! It's Bear." His eyes stay fixed forward. The whole place has gone quiet. Why? Who the hell is Bear? I go to move, his hand pushing me down again, and my anger grows. "Wolverson, Little Princess, while he won't know it is you if this marriage goes to plan, he will want me fucking dead."
I don't reply. I stay hidden behind Ethan, sitting on the chair. My eyes peer around him, falling on the guy. I watch as he walks through looking for this Mich guy. He is amazing, my eyes fixed on his body. He is wearing jeans and a leather jacket. The jacket is openly showing his tattoos. Who the hell doesn't wear a top? I watch as he stands next to someone who is sat.
The poor guy clearly shaking and looking like he realises this is the end of his life.
"Ethan, what is happening?" I stare at him, but he simply shakes his head back at me. Why the fuck is no one moving or talking? Bear takes off his jacket, handing it to the guy next to him.
"I got a call. Can you guess who?" He leans down over the guy who's still sitting—clearly, Mich has no idea as he is shaking his head.
"You're playing dumb? The queen of fucking Solace city." My body freezes, mum? I stare at Bear. Why the hell had my mum contacted them? I don't recognise this Mich guy at all. "When?" Bear leans closer. "When were you planning to do this secret mission, Mich? To take her and use her to get cash? To hide her in my fucking city!"
I stay sitting, even more shocked, he was going to take my mum. Why?
"I didn't do it! I walked in that fucking bar and watched her beat the shit out of three bikers, and I left! I didn't even fucking touch her." Mich finally speaks. He means me. He was going to fucking take me? I feel the rage build in me. Moving to stand, Ethan pushes me back down.
"Don't. Fucking. Move!" He glares at me. "Watch, little Princess, because soon, this is your life." His words snarled; my eyes go back to Bear as he stays leaning over this Mich guy who right now I want Bear to beat the fuck out of.
"Everyone in this city knows the arrangement. Everyone knows that she is not just another woman. Another way to gain money or a quick fuck! She is soon to be ours, and I guess Mich, you just made us aware we didn't make it clear enough. So now, I will." That is why Ethan was so scared when I made it out like we fucked. I watch as Bears fists swing down and hit the guy repeatedly. What the hell am I watching?
Sure, I fight, but this. This is beating the guy to death. I never meant to stab Jacob in the eye. It freaked me the hell out. I close my eyes, shaking my head as I can still hear his fists hitting Mich, the sound of his bones cracking making me feel sick. His screams slowly stop. My eyes open when the noise stops. He is still alive. I feel my body relax. I watch as Bear pulls a chair up, and places two glasses on the table and fills them.
Sitting, he drinks his. It is as if he didn't just beat a guy or that the guy's blood isn't covering his chest and hands! His eyes stay on Mich, although Mich can't precisely see much right now. His face is swollen, eyes closed, but his hand grasps the glass as he tries pouring the drink in his mouth, but even I can tell his jaw is broken. I stay watching as Bear leans over, whispering something to him. I look up at Ethan, his eyes peering down at me.
