And no one will ever get through me.
My gaze sharpens, I know this asshole from the other store. His eyes are bulging from his skull and his hands slap with a feeble attempt to pull mine from around his throat.
I shift my shoulders, pulling him around me to slam him into the wall, his feet barely touching the ground. My hatred for this man is matched by my hatred for myself.
Why did I wait?
Why didn’t I take care of her sooner?
I let this happen, and that is going to haunt me. Because she’s my responsibility. I’ve known that since the moment I saw her, and I hate that I was so self obsessed. My own turmoil and past kept me from her and led to her getting hurt.
“I could kill you.” I spit the words into his face, tightening my grip and turning his head to the left against the wall with a thud.
“Magnus—” Angel’s voice cuts through my rage. “Don’t, please, just take me away from here. If you do this, you can’t be here for me.”
No other voice but hers could reason with me right now.
I drop the piece of human filth like a lead weight, not caring if the fall breaks him. He crashes to the floor, knocking over a waste basket and landing forward on his face, blood streaming in a long string from the gash on his lip.
“You don’t deserve to live.” I kick the spilled garbage over him but it’s her I need to care for right now.
My Angel turns her lips upward and then sticks her tongue out at the lump of flesh on the floor.
“You wanna take a shot?” I can’t help it – she looks so fucking cute staring him down with me at her back.
“Naw. I think you covered it.”
A relieved smile breaks out on her lips, like finally she knows she’s going to be safe, and it’s so damn beautiful. She just made me her bitch. My cock is diamond hard, but at least today I wore armor, two layers of Under Armor , and it’s still barely enough to trap my dick so it won’t scare anyone within a hundred yards.
“Come here.” I lean down and I can’t help myself. I have to pick her up. She gives me a quizzical stare for just a moment, but she’s light as a feather, and when she opens her legs and wraps them around my waist, I know what it means to love someone more than yourself.
By most people’s standards I barely know her, but I know what’s mine and I will protect her and love her until the last breath I take.
I start to lead us toward the back door as she brings her hands to the back of my neck.
“Wait.” Her eyes go wide and my heart sinks. “My purse. It’s in the office. On the floor.” The sparkle in her eyes turns dark, her fear returning for a moment. She doesn’t yet realize that I am her shield against anything and anyone that could harm her from here on out.
I’m at the office door again in three huge strides keeping her tight against my chest.
She clings to me, her sweet warm breath floating next to my ear and bolts of dangerous sexual energy ripple through my body. “That’s Eddie.”
“Um hum,” I grunt, giving him the stink eye. He’s managed to get himself on all fours and that’s exactly where a bitch like him belongs. “Don’t get up. You stay right down there until we’re out that back door. And if you ever do anything to hurt her again, I’m going to tear out your throat with my teeth. And that includes you thinking you should call the cops. Trust me, you don’t want to do that.”
“Fuck you. I’ll call the fucking cops and you’ll be banged up right where you belong, motherfucker.” Eddie manages to rise to his knees. His bravado is only half-cocked but I can’t believe he’s even this brave.
“You want to call them?” I step forward and watch him flinch. “Sure, you could. But you and I both know that’s not in your best interests, don’t we?” Eddie’s eyes narrow as he grabs a handful of napkins from the top of the desk and wipes the bloody saliva from his
My gaze sharpens, I know this asshole from the other store. His eyes are bulging from his skull and his hands slap with a feeble attempt to pull mine from around his throat.
I shift my shoulders, pulling him around me to slam him into the wall, his feet barely touching the ground. My hatred for this man is matched by my hatred for myself.
Why did I wait?
Why didn’t I take care of her sooner?
I let this happen, and that is going to haunt me. Because she’s my responsibility. I’ve known that since the moment I saw her, and I hate that I was so self obsessed. My own turmoil and past kept me from her and led to her getting hurt.
“I could kill you.” I spit the words into his face, tightening my grip and turning his head to the left against the wall with a thud.
“Magnus—” Angel’s voice cuts through my rage. “Don’t, please, just take me away from here. If you do this, you can’t be here for me.”
No other voice but hers could reason with me right now.
I drop the piece of human filth like a lead weight, not caring if the fall breaks him. He crashes to the floor, knocking over a waste basket and landing forward on his face, blood streaming in a long string from the gash on his lip.
“You don’t deserve to live.” I kick the spilled garbage over him but it’s her I need to care for right now.
My Angel turns her lips upward and then sticks her tongue out at the lump of flesh on the floor.
“You wanna take a shot?” I can’t help it – she looks so fucking cute staring him down with me at her back.
“Naw. I think you covered it.”
A relieved smile breaks out on her lips, like finally she knows she’s going to be safe, and it’s so damn beautiful. She just made me her bitch. My cock is diamond hard, but at least today I wore armor, two layers of Under Armor , and it’s still barely enough to trap my dick so it won’t scare anyone within a hundred yards.
“Come here.” I lean down and I can’t help myself. I have to pick her up. She gives me a quizzical stare for just a moment, but she’s light as a feather, and when she opens her legs and wraps them around my waist, I know what it means to love someone more than yourself.
By most people’s standards I barely know her, but I know what’s mine and I will protect her and love her until the last breath I take.
I start to lead us toward the back door as she brings her hands to the back of my neck.
“Wait.” Her eyes go wide and my heart sinks. “My purse. It’s in the office. On the floor.” The sparkle in her eyes turns dark, her fear returning for a moment. She doesn’t yet realize that I am her shield against anything and anyone that could harm her from here on out.
I’m at the office door again in three huge strides keeping her tight against my chest.
She clings to me, her sweet warm breath floating next to my ear and bolts of dangerous sexual energy ripple through my body. “That’s Eddie.”
“Um hum,” I grunt, giving him the stink eye. He’s managed to get himself on all fours and that’s exactly where a bitch like him belongs. “Don’t get up. You stay right down there until we’re out that back door. And if you ever do anything to hurt her again, I’m going to tear out your throat with my teeth. And that includes you thinking you should call the cops. Trust me, you don’t want to do that.”
“Fuck you. I’ll call the fucking cops and you’ll be banged up right where you belong, motherfucker.” Eddie manages to rise to his knees. His bravado is only half-cocked but I can’t believe he’s even this brave.
“You want to call them?” I step forward and watch him flinch. “Sure, you could. But you and I both know that’s not in your best interests, don’t we?” Eddie’s eyes narrow as he grabs a handful of napkins from the top of the desk and wipes the bloody saliva from his
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