The Protector

“My dad often speaks highly about the two of you!” Yannick pressed on, “Trey, since you have such a cordial relationship with my dad, why don’t you just let the matter rest and let us leave?”

“I know we are in the wrong, and we are really sorry for everything we’ve done. I’d really appreciate it if you could let us go and I’ll definitely repay your kindness, I promise!”

Yannick was getting bolder as he spoke, straightening his back and thrusting his chest forward.

Given his father’s reputation and his relationship with these guys, Yannick was certain that he could pull this one through.

He was confident that Trey and Beck would definitely spare him together with his classmates, on account of their relationship with his dad.

The room went dead silent again.

After a momentary pause, Trey broke the silence as a spark shined in his eyes. Slap! He slapped Yannick brutally on his face.

The slap was of such magnitude that Yannick bounced back a few meters. A few teeth flew out from his mouth, which was oozing blood. His face was contorted with pain.

“Who do you think you are? What nerve of you to ask me to let the matter rest and let you go?” Trey barked at Yannick, “You think I’d give a shit about you or your father? Even if your father’s here right now, I’ll make him kneel before me too!”

The bestiality of Trey’s demeanor paralyzed everyone and dented their hopes.

Just when they thought Yannick would be their savior…

The girls whimpered while the boys were in a daze. We’re not getting out of here unscathed.

This is it, we’re doomed! What else could we do now?

tried to calm herself down and tried

asking

was still sitting at a corner inside the dimly lit room, unnoticeable to Trey

useless piece of crap! An absolute good-for-nothing! Abigail thought to herself, Is he my brother-in-law at all? Shouldn’t he have done something by now to protect me, if he still has

beat up all the boys!” Beck ordered,

dozens of thugs immediately sprang into action and walked towards

That’s it! We’re done!

her eyes and

seconds to

voice shot up

towards the corner of the VIP room. What they saw was a man sitting on the sofa. He was hardly noticeable since he was

here. Get him to kneel on the

came up to Levi and clamp one hand on Levi’s shoulder, looking

flickered as he grasped the thug’s wrist and twisted

Crack!

crisp and clear. It was the sound of a

“Ahh!”

he felt excruciating pain and that

palm was a gruesome sight to watch. Everyone was bathing in cold sweat, their scalp

a wrist as if

the prowess and agility