"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..."

his ground, closing his

have one chance, Bill Jackson. Get your stinking paws off her,

death aura unfurled away from Frank, shattering the champagne flutes that were just put in place and causing the girls to scream. "What the

was clearly spooked, as were the other students who never

soon realized he had let go of Winter's hair, and felt humiliated right then-Frank

watch?!" he bellowed

order, the hired muscle charged at Frank, one of them swinging his machete and ready

as she watched the goons

hand, Bill was

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