I had held back from being this intimate with them in the bar, but since they had no issues showing me affection while their fans were still around, I decided not to mind either.
His hands moved to my ass, cupping it gently while he kissed me passionately. I was letting myself go, enjoying every second of this, when suddenly something sharp hit my back.
“Ow!” I jumped and turned around to see what had hit me, but I was pulled aside by Watson before I could see who the other three men protected me from.
I tried to see past them, but all I heard was a loud and screechy voice screaming the vilest words anyone had ever said to me.
Chapter 30
BENNETT
“I WILL MURDER YOU IN YOUR SLEEP, SLUT!”
Not many things scared me, but Vivian’s angry glare and those hate-filled words made me fear for Lola’s life. We stood protectively in front of her, making sure that this crazy woman wouldn’t have another chance to throw something at our girl.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Leo was mad, and he was holding a fork in his hands which Vivian must’ve thrown at Lola. “Are you fucking stupid? You could’ve injured her.”
“So?” Vivian had her fists at her sides, with her eyes wide and bloodshot. “She deserves it! She can’t have you all.” I raised a brow as she looked at me, and with her finger pointed at me, she added, “How can you be with a slut like her? You’re way too good for her.”
“Alright now, stop calling her names,” Kline warned her, taking another step toward her. “It’s best if you leave.”
“No! I won’t leave. I’m allowed to be here. I’m always here! I’ve always been here and she has not! She can’t just have you!” Her voice was loud and screechy again.
I tensed, knowing that raising our voices wouldn’t help. That woman was sick, and continuing to argue with her wouldn’t be helpful. I understood that she acted this way because of me. Apparently, I had been the reason why she had come to The Hot Spot so frequently.
I needed to take this into my hands and make sure no one got hurt. Clearing my throat, I took a step toward her and gently pushed Kline and Leo aside. I knew Watson was taking care of Lola, so I didn’t have to worry about her getting hurt again.
I looked at Vivian, trying to understand what exactly she wanted to gain from this. Still, I needed to make her understand that she couldn’t act that way, and we wouldn’t let those cruel things she said to Lola just slip away without consequences.
“You’ve hurt Lola. Are you aware that you’ve just assaulted her?”
“She deserves it.” She stood her ground and crossed her arms over her chest.
“No, she doesn’t. No one deserves that. I hope you understand that you won’t be welcome here anymore. It’s not the first time you’ve been rude to others in here.”
“That’s not true!” she protested, throwing her arms into the air.
“It is very true,” I heard Elia say from behind the bar.
“Oh, be quiet you asshole!”
I raised a brow, holding up my hand to stop her from saying more. I was about to lose my temper and didn’t want that to happen. She couldn’t just come into our bar and assault people. “I have to ask you to leave now Vivian. You can go on your own, or we’ll call the cops.”
“Or I’ll handle it.” Morris came up behind her, blocking her from walking away.
Vivian turned her head to look at him, and when her eyes met mine again, they had changed from angry to sad. Her lips trembled, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. “But I don’t want to leave. You can’t make me. I’m supposed to be here with you.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Leo asked, sounding more than annoyed.
“He’s mine! I’m supposed to be with him, not her!” There was anger written all over her face again, as if she had flipped a switch.
“Jesus Christ,” Kline muttered. “Get her out of here, Morris.”
“No! No, you can’t make me leave! I paid to be here!”
“And you’ll be saving money from now on because you’re not coming back. Ever.” Kline was serious, but she didn’t take that well.
Morris reached for her elbow to escort her out, but she moved forward to grab my shirt, clinging to me.