Page 22 of The Devil's Chaos

“Is that so?” His words were laced with a dangerous undertone, a chilling reminder of the potential threat he posed as his tall, bulky frame closed in on me.

I struggled to keep my voice steady as I feigned confidence, but my heart raced with fear. The stench of vodka wafted from him, clouding my senses and leaving me at his mercy.

“Yes. It’s my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend, huh? Because you told me you were new in town and were scoping out the scene.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

This blond dipshit was less of a dum dum than I initially thought. He grabbed me without warning, and his hands roamed over my body, groping and violating me while his slurred words mocked my protests.

“You’re drunk, and you’re about to do something that could really turn out bad for you,” I said firmly.

“Is that so, baby?” he slurred back.

“I’m not your baby. And if you don’t get your hands off of me in the next five seconds, I’m going to scream, and when Archer, Theo, or Kai come down to investigate, I’m pretty sure they will beat you into a pulp.”

“The brothers are busy getting their dicks sucked by their sluts. It’s just you and me out here. Come on, I’ll make it worth your time. Let me give you a proper welcome.”

“Listen, you drunk asshole. I’m not interested in playing these games with you. Get off of me.”

He only laughed and continued groping me, his lips finding their way to my neck. I did the only thing I could think of and kneed him in the groin as hard as I could, causing him to release me for just a moment. I took advantage of the opportunity to push past him and run.

However, I didn’t get far before I collided with something firm and unyielding. I dared to look at what solid force had stopped me in my tracks, and then I stumbled backward and saw him.

Kai.

He wasn’t looking at me. His focus was on the blond jock that had recovered from my knee to his family jewels.

“Oh, hey, man!” the bartender slurred, trying to play it cool. “Haven and I were getting to know each other. You know, since she’s new in town, I thought I’d give her a warm welcome. You know what I’m saying.” The bartender laughed, his face filled with mockery, but there was fear in his eyes.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, man. You know how it is. These chicks can’t resist our charm.”

“Our?”

His face paled as he realized his mistake. He had clearly underestimated the severity of his situation. As he spoke, his tanned complexion turned a sickly gray.

“I didn’t do anything wrong. The bitch was flirting with me, so I thought she wanted a little of Tanner’s D.”

Tanner. What a douchey name.

Kai’s face twisted into a snarl as he lunged at Tanner. He was a tower of muscle, his bulging biceps flexing as he gripped the jock’s throat in one enormous hand while the other expertly held him in place. His blue eyes burned into Tanner’s soul, his face an unreadable mask of fury.

“I’m going to teach you a very important lesson, Tanner. Pay attention,” Kai growled, reaching up to break off a branch from above his head. “When a woman tells you no, what does that mean?”

“No,” gasped the jock, struggling against Kai’s grip and pleading for mercy with his eyes.

But Kai was relentless.

“It means no. It means that you stop. You listen. You respect. This is why you’re in this situation now, Tanner. Because you disrespected her,” he nodded in my direction, never taking his eyes off me.

His gaze immobilized me. I stood there frozen on pins and needles, waiting to see what he did next.

“I want to hear you apologize to her,” Kai demanded.

Tanner fought against Kai’s grip, but it was no use.

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