Tiffany struggled to get away from the man’s grip, but he was way more stronger. She was about to scream when he beat her to it, quickly covering her mouth.
Just when she thought he had won, she heard a loud bang and the man grip on her was quickly loosened. She flinched back and turned to see the man’s bloody face, what shocked the most was Brent’s dangerous demeanor.
As much as she wanted to Brent to save her, she still couldn’t believe he was right in front of her, landing numerous and deadly punches on the man who pulled her earlier.
This side of him was one she had never seen. Even the night he punched Roman, his expression was lot better than this. He had a cold and deadly aura emanating from him. His blue eyes were like ice, so cold that they could freeze one at a glance.
Tiffany lounged towards him, trying to get him to leave the man before he’d kill him.
“Brent! Look I’m okay. H-h-he didn’t hurt me, I’m fine. Brent look at me.” Her eyes moistened, as she tried to sound okay, hiding the fear in her voice, while pulling Brent’s shirt.
With one last, strong kick, Brent freed the man and turned to look at the Tiffany. Everyone was now staring at them, murmuring and whispering to themselves, while Roman and Brenda rushed to them.
“What happened ?!” Brenda and Roman asked in unison, confusion etched on their faces.
~~Few moments ago~~
Brent sighed when Tiffany moved away to make a call. After some minutes, she still wasn’t back, Brent tried sighting her in the crowd, but he couldn’t see her.
He wanted to wait more but his mind was restless, before he could even come up with something he was out from where he stood before, walking through the crowd while trying to get a glimpse of Tiffany.
Just as he was about to scream her name, he saw her figure. Even if all the girl were wearing the same outfit as Tiffany and had their backs facing him, Brent could still tell which one of them was Tiffany.
He furrowed his brows and walked closer, when he saw her being held by a man, who looked horny and perverted. Bunch of douchebags.
Brent felt a wave of anger flooding into his chest, spreading through his whole body. He couldn’t hold it in anymore, when the man forcefully covered her mouth and tried to pull her away. He rushed towards him and landed a punch on his nose.
The man yelled, quickly releasing Tiffany. Brent didn’t dare to let him breathe, when he lunged at him again, landing heavy punches on his face, each punch heavier and more painful than the first.
He only let the man go, when he sure he wouldn’t able to get up even after a week.
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“Everything is fine now. Let’s get out from this place” Brent said, pulling Tiffany along with him.
Tiffany didn’t dare to say a word, as she could still feel anger and rage lingering in Brent’s eyes. She followed him quietly, so did Roman and Brenda.
Before they left, they saw an ambulance driving in. It definitely came for the brutally beaten man.
Tiffany waved at Roman and Brenda before hopping into Brent’s bike and they drove off.
Brent’s appartment
Tiffany stared at Brent as he walked past her, heading to his room without even saying a word to her.
She frowned sadly, looking his retreating figure. She made to ignore him, letting him cool down but she couldn’t bring herself to stop looking at him, nor were her legs ready to do their job. She stood rooted to the floor in the living room.
Finally, she dicided to go to him.
Brent stood in front of a vanity mirror, staring away blankly, when he heard slow footsteps approaching him. He stood there staring at the mirror, when he saw Tiffany’s petite figure walk into his room.
Tiffany saw his face through the mirror and their gaze locked. She couldn’t help but feel tensed, when those icy eyes stared at her with emotions she barely understood as if wanting to rip out her soul.
She swallowed hard and moved closer to him.
“What do you want?” His deep voice made her halt in her steps.
“I-i-, you seem a bit off. Are you okay?”
“Why did you let that man touch you ?”
Tiffany knitted her brows in confusion. “You think I let him touch me?”
“Yes. What if I happened to come a bit later, you could have just dialed my number when he grabbed you”
“I wanted to call you, but he didn’t let me. He was way more stronger than I was. But you still appeared in time” she smiled. Her eyes moistening.
Brent turned away from the mirror to look at her face, he sighed. “Come here” he said pulling her into his chest.
Tiffany melted into his touch. She wanted more than just a hug, her body was already heating up feeling Brent’s hands on her.
“Brent?”
“Hmmh”
“I want you to kiss me”
Tiffany felt Brent’s body stiffened, just as the words left her mouth. She raised her face to look at him and just as she was about to take back what she said, Brent’s warm lips claimed hers.
Several emotions surged through her body, as she coiled her hands around Brent’s neck.
He kissed her as if she was his salvation. It wasn’t gentle nor was it rough, all that mattered was they both felt good. Tiffany moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed around her body while sucking and nibbling hard on her lips.
Her nipples were erect and she could feel the wetness between her legs.
Brent carried her to the bed, not disengaging the kiss. His kiss trailed from her lips to her neck, he sucked her nook leaving marks there.
Tiffany coiled her legs around his waist, using her hands to pull him closer, to feel his dick protruding from him pants and poking her wet core.
She moaned, arching her back, when Brent kissed her cleavage, using one of his fingers to shit her panties and rubbed her wet clit.
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