Beast
Oh, f**k no, did that guy just put his face in my woman’s p***y. I looked at Butcher, and he shook his head at me, which meant he and Doc did not pay this dude to do this like they did with Hex.
“Oh, you’re dead, mother fucker!” I roared. Before I could move, that asshole flipped her back around, ground her face to his crotch, and then kissed her. Red rage filled my vision. I was laser-focused on killing him when my angel punched him, then launched herself at him. My breath stopped in my lungs when they toppled off the stage. I breathed again when she landed on top of him, seemingly unhurt. My mouth dropped open, as did others around them, when my sweet baby girl slammed the asshole’s head over and over on the floor, yelling, I’m not yours, with each hit.
The man had passed
