I eagerly approach the exit when suddenly he snatches my wrist, bringing me to a stop and I turn to face him. His attention is fixed on the bar area, and when my eyes follow his, I notice all of his friends and the girls there, including Savannah, giving me the biggest glare.

He leans down and speaks close to my ear as I maintain eye contact with her, a sly smirk on my lips because I like to annoy her.

"Give me two minutes."

I pull my focus away from Savannah and glance at his lips before speaking innocently.

"Please hurry, daddy. I need my cunt ruined."

When my eyes flick back to his, they are full of darkness, as if he might take me back to the office and punish me for speaking so vulgarly. Savannah's envious eyes are burning holes into us from afar, but I simply bite my lip with a smile, fluttering my thick lashes at him.

As he tears his gaze away from mine, his sharp jaw muscles flex with annoyance, and I watch him go towards the bar.

He is chatting with Cash when Savannah says something behind him, causing him to turn around and talk aggressively to her. She glares up at him while she shouts, the loud music not allowing me to hear what she is saying, but she occasionally looks my way and points in my direction, which irritates me.

I decide to approach them all, and when I get close enough, I place my hand on Arlo's arm.

"Let's go."

I get a glimpse of him looking down at my hand out of the corner of my eye, but I'm too caught up in having an intense stare-off with Savannah.

"Is there a problem, Savannah?"

"Yeah, there is a fucking problem!"

"Oh, Savannah! Grow up!" He's not interested in you, but I'll give him a good fuck on your behalf."

She suddenly tosses her red drink over the front of my dress, and I look down at it in disbelief.

I feel immense rage boiling inside of me, and just as I'm ready to pounce on the bitch, I feel Arlo's strong arm wrap around me, preventing me.

"Let fucking go of me!"

I struggle against him while maintaining an angry stare at her smug expression, and he dips his head to speak into my ear.

"Don't lower your pretty self to that cunt."

Suddenly, the older man with them shouted aggressively.

"Arlo, handle her!"

My angry eyes fly to him in an instant, and I give him a fierce flare while raising my voice to him.

"Handle fucking me? That skank just threw her drink on me!"

The old man now stares at me with intense rage in his eyes, but the alcohol booming through my veins gives me the confidence to not care about any of these terrifying people.

I notice Savannah moving forward from the corner of my eye, but Cash steps in front of her and shouts.

"Chill ladies! Fucking hell!"

Arlo tightens his grip on me and speaks into my ear through gritted teeth.

"Wren, shut the fuck up and leave it!"

I forcibly push his arm off of me in a fit of rage before spinning around and glaring up at him.

"Is that how it is?"