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“I’m sorry,” I say quietly.
He holds my throat, but not like the other guy did. He’s gentle as he leans down, staring into my eyes. “I told you not to run away.”
“I didn’t know it would come to this,” I whisper. “I just wanted to go home.”
“I will arrange a meeting with your father. You’re just impatient.” He leans down and kisses me deeply. I melt against him, sliding my arms around his neck.
That’s when I hear a few men laughing, and I withdraw. “They’re from the bar.”
“I wonder where that little curvy babe went. The things I’d do to her…” one of them is saying. “I’d have her sit on my face and make her scream my name before I bent her over and fuck the shit out of her.”
I feel Arseny tense up, and I put a hand on his arm to stop him.
“Having those big titties bouncing up and down while she rides my dick will certainly cure the boredom of living around here,” one of the other men says with a chuckle.
“I’d take her whether she wanted to or not,” another one says.
Arseny shrugs me off, steps out, and walks toward them.
“Who are you?” someone asks.
I look around the corner to see Arseny punch one of the guys right in the nose. He drops to the ground, and the other three freeze for a moment before they all try to attack him at once.
Arseny takes out his knife and wields it expertly. He cuts open one man’s arm, and he yells out before he pulls out a hunting knife, which is huge compared to what Arseny is carrying.
He lunges for Arseny, but the Russian steps out of the way, grabs hold of the man's arm, and bends it backward, so he drops the knife. Then Arseny stabs the man repeatedly in the leg, near his groin.
The blond jumps him from behind and tries to lock him in a choke hold, but Arseny quickly slices his arm open.
Standing there, I suddenly realize a dark-haired man has broken from the group and spotted me. He smirks and starts toward me. Arseny notices and kicks the man's knees from behind before going back to the blond.
I come out and kick the man who's down on the ground, sending him reeling backward.
I then hurry to the first man still lying by his truck. I search his pockets and find his car keys.
I climb into the truck and fumble to get it started as the fight continues in front of me.
Arseny is bleeding from his nose, and there’s a cut on the side of his face. He practically roars as he picks up one of the men and slams him into the ground.
There is just one last one left, and he looks hesitant to fight Arseny, but at the same time, pride seems to hold him in place. I could go. I could drive off and go home and leave Arseny here with the chaos he’s created.
In my name.
He did this because those men were talking about hurting me. He’s protective of me, and as much as I want to deny my feelings toward him, I can’t help but feel safe when he’s around. Knowing he will go to extreme lengths against anyone who so much as threatens me.
I see the two men lock, and Arseny battles a little bit as this guy is bulkier even than him, but there’s a look in Arseny’s eyes. It’s pure rage.
The man knees Arseny in the stomach and tries to punch him in the face, but Arseny misses the punch and brings his own hand up to connect with the guy's jaw.
He spits something out, and I’m a hundred percent positive it was a tooth.
Arseny flicks his knife in his hand, and as the man rushes him, Arseny ducks down and stabs the guy in the foot. He howls in pain.
Arseny then flips the guy over his body, and the man lands with an oomph on his back, winded.
Arseny climbs on top of him and starts pummeling the shit out of the guy, breaking his nose and possibly his jaw. Blood splays all over Arseny, and his knuckles are cut open from the connected hits.
I watch in horror and a little pride as Arseny punches the guy one last time and stands up.
