Talking fists

Under the half-illuminated street and in the eerie silence, he stood there with her unconscious body engulfed in his arms.

Her face tightly pressed on to his toned chest as he stood there ready to kill for her.

There was no doubt in the fact that he was a man of strength.

With those bulking muscles and hard core, no one can mistake him to be weak.

"Pretty boy.....we don't want to fight will you, just hand her over to us."

One of them said and Ashton's eyes darkened at him to make the person step back in fear.

They started elbowing each other to send a message which was known to him.

"He looks dangerous...we should go!"

The other nodded in fear

But alas he had no such intention.

Gently placing her body on the pavement with her head supported on the wall, he pulled up the sleeves of his shirt ready for just one thing.

A bloodbath

His eyes saw red, thinking what these men wanted to do to his wife.

Their ev