"Don't worry about me, Frank! Just go!"

Winter cried out, even as she struggled against Bill's grip, a nice girl to the last.

She was certainly convinced Frank stood no chance against the fiftyish menacing looking goons!

"Hah!" Bill snorted in turn. "It's your fault for humiliating me, but don't worry-once I'm done with you, I'll give your sister a proper loving."

Pulling Winter by the hair, he brushed his nose against her cheek and inhaled deeply, before moaning, "Oh, Draconian women. They just smell so sweet, don't they? Tut, tut... Your sister is just so amazing! Hahaha!"

Even as Bill laughed, Winter's tears gushed from the pain on her scalp, but she kept struggling anyway.

"Run, Frank!" she cried. "I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have asked you to come..."

ground, closing his eyes

eyes again, his gaze was ice-cold. "You have one chance, Bill Jackson.

the champagne flutes that were just

the other students who never saw that look

let go of Winter's hair, and felt humiliated right then-Frank was in the distance,

and watch?!" he bellowed at his goons. "Get him!

one of them swinging his machete and ready to

as she watched the goons

other hand,

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