He started to push her down to her knees but she refused. She couldn't just give a man she hardly knew a blow job in an alley. Fine, she was scared shitless of him but she won't shred her virtue and chastity because of her fear. Unfortunately, Cookie and the black bouncer finished their bouts of alley sex and left through another way without noticing the dire situation Evelyn was in.
Evelyn mustered what little courage she had left and decided she would damn the consequences and leave too.
She ducked under the bikers outstretched arm and went around the him, backing off slowly to the club. His angry eyes followed her like a predator and he hissed. "Where the hell do you think you are you going to?""Back inside." She pointed over her shoulder with her thumb, clearly nervous bit trying to sound relaxed.
"Get your arse back here!" He ordered picking the gun from the dump to instill more fear into her. "You heard me, slut!" He said when she hesitated and stared into space.
He advanced towards her to grab her when he noticed that she was not scared of his gun anymore. What she was staring at behind him scared her more. He turned and saw a man standing several feet away, his hands behind him and his silhouette was all that could be seen not his front because the lights were behind him. The biker frowned at the interruption.
"And who the hell are you?!" He barked, readying his gun but the figure didn't flinch.
Evelyn didn't need to ask, she knew already. She knew who the man was. He just stood there without a word. Fear gripped the biker thinking the man must be an undercover cop who had finally caught up with him for raping college girls and killing some he was not pleased with or he found too saucy.
He quickly went around Evelyn and wrapped an arm roughly around her neck, taking her hostage as he pointed the gun to the side of her cheek. He knew how sensitive the cops were when an hostage was involved and this was his golden ticket to escape. If he was lucky, he could escape with the girl and have his fun with her somewhere else. "Just walk away now or I'll kill her!" He threatened.
Evelyn whimpered but didn't break her gaze off the statue-like man. "You heard me!" Yelled the biker impatiently. "Fuck off or she's dead! I ain't joking!"
The man still did not move after a few seconds he took a step forward and said calmly, his voice having a natural tone of command in it. "Let her go, I have no business with you."
The biker chuckled wickedly. "Smart ass, you found yourself a fool huh? She's my fucking ticket outta here. If you don't get out of the way, I'll drill a hole in her head!"
Evelyn could see his eyes now. They at first started changing to red orbs then flamed up to bright red orbs. The biker noticed it too and squinted at the man in horror. "What-the-hell." He muttered. Before any of them could do anything, he was gone.
The biker was greatly terrified. Even Evelyn was no exception. The biker darted his head here and there, frantically searching. "Where the hell did he go to."
"You're choking me!" Evelyn yelled, beating his arm around her neck with her fist.
He shook her violently. "Shut the fuck up!" He continued to look around nervously for the man but saw no sign of him.
"Looking for me?" A distant voice asked.
The biker turned sharply, his arm still around Evelyn and he squinted in shock when he saw the man at the far end of the alley behind him. "How-the-hell-did-you-get-there?"
The man started advancing towards them in long strides. The biker panicked and fired several shots at him but the man didn't stop, it was as if he was never shot at. Evelyn panicked now. Being with one dangerous man was something she could endure but adding a more dangerous man to it was unbearable. She began to think of what to do to escape. She got an idea and sunk her teeth into the biker's tattooed arm around her neck.
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