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Daphne – it’s like she’s grown up around real princes and princesses.
Fuck, she acts more royal than me.
I'm on the bike, driving down 6th Avenue, looking at the sidewalk seeing if I can find her. Yeah, it's a fucking long shot. But my head is so fucking confused right now that the drive will do me good even if I don’t find her. Finding that nipple clamp this morning was intense. My cock stiffened so fucking fast I thought I was going to rip my boxer briefs.
A mile in, I see something that causes me to stop.
I see Daphne in the distance. And it looks like there's a black SUV that's pulled up on the side of the road. And a bloke that’s yelling and frothing at the fucking mouth and grabbing her by the arm and throat. There’s no one else on the sidewalk nearby and I see that fucker grab her and pulls her off into the side street.
I pull out my phone and speed dial Pressly.
"Pressly, tell Sam I need backup," I tell him. He's on his way. I hang up. He knows my coordinates from my panic key.
I look over again and I freeze.
Fuck me, if that bloke is the fucking Jake that Daphne was talking about then I’m going to kick the living shit out of him.
I see him move over and take Daphne by the arm. She's trying to pull away but he slaps her on the face.
That's fucking all I need. I'm not letting security handle this shit. I rev up my bike and head straight for him.
That’s fucking it. He has no idea what he’s unleashed.
I can hear her scream for help.
Fuck my visa. I don’t care if I get fucking deported tomorrow by the DA. No one fucking touches Daphne like that. I push down on the gas. Hard.
The man looks over as my motorcycle comes up, but I don't fucking stop. I'm going to run him over.
He looks at me and, grabbing Daphne towards the SUV.
“Get off of me, Jake!” Daphne yells and manages to take advantage of his distracted gaze towards me to free herself.
So this is actually the fucking wanker Jake, is it? This wanker is in for a real fucking treat.
I steer my bike right into him and he gets out of the way at the last second, but trips on my wheel and falls to the ground.
I hop off the bike and make sure Daphne is okay now that he’s let go of her. She’s leaning against the wall. I make sure she’s all right and then turn back to the guy as he’s standing up. He's sneering at me.
"So you like reclaiming your manhood by hurting women, huh?" I spit out.
He doesn't say anything. He just pulls out a knife and waves it at me frantically.
I smirk at him and rush over to him. He has no idea what happens when I grab him by the throat and punch him once in his gut.
Jake is a fucking moron because he gets back up and sneers at me. “That the best you got?” he asks.
He takes too long sneering and I bring my fist to his fucking nose.
All of a sudden, there's blood everywhere as I kick him in the gut and he bowls over. I bring my knee and it connects with his skull. The man is about to collapse to the floor but I hold him up.
I don't know what kind of game he was trying to pull here but it's not funny. He never gets a chance to do anything as I punch him in his face, right in the eyes, and he falls over on his back. That punch is so hard it makes me wince too. I hear the satisfying crunch that tells me I've done some damage. The man collapses to the ground and doesn't get up. So I do the only thing someone would do in this situation.
I pick him up and hold him by the throat. I punch him again and he really goes limp in my arms. I think he’s completely unconscious. I knee him one last time and that's when I hear Sam’s sirens. I let him drop to the ground as Sam and two other security guys come over. They look over the body.
Sam looks at me and I nod.
"Why'd you bother calling us, Sire?" he asks.
