."Keep your mouth shut," the man with the neck tattoo growled, his hand heavy over her lips.Mia’s head spun from the alcohol, but fear surged through her veins, sharp and terrifying. She thrashed against his grip, kicking out wildly, but her heels slipped. The second man stepped in, grabbing her wrists to pin them down, grinning as he reached for her coat button." We're going to have a fun night. Don't you think ". He grinned.His hands grabbed her boobs, and then he squeeze it so hard that it made Mia to groan." Hahaha! Just look at you. We're just getting started ". He grinned lustfully.Mia body trembled." please.. Please stop ". I begged "Hey!"A sharp, authoritative voice cut through the noise of the downpour.Before either man could react, a figure stepped into the dim light of the alleyway. High, broad shoulders framed in a dark tailored trench coat loomed over them. Julian Vance didn't look like a savior; he looked like a shadow carved out of stone."Get your hands off h
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