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Chapter Sixteen

Gio

This piece of shit didn’t know what hit him. Just like I did at the nightclub, he’s like a piece of trash that I’m grabbing and discarding, except this time I mean to kill him. Messing with me is one thing, but hurting Gina? He might as well have signed his own death warrant.

His surprisingly muscled body slams against the wall. Has he been working out, planning for this and the potential counterattack he should have known would imminently follow? Is he really stupid enough to think I’d let the one thing in this world that mattered to me more than anything just be taken from me?

Bursting in here and seeing her strapped to that chair caused my entire body to vibrate and burn with the kind of fury that makes my enemies scramble to escape. I do a quick scan of her face and body, cataloguing injuries and making sure she’s alright before circling the pathetic excuse of a man who’s thrashing on the floor.

I’m mentally listing ways of making him suffer when I hear her voice ring out from behind me.

“Wait! He’s mine.” Gina glowers, the words low in her throat but carrying enough threat to surprise and impress me. She’s almost half his size, but the frightening determination in her voice more than makes up for it.

My guys are stepping forward, knowing exactly what I have in mind, but I wave them back. Gina can take care of herself, and if she wants to be the one to end this, then by all means, I’m a hundred percent okay with that.

After all, I can always finish what she started in five seconds flat if things go sideways, not that I’m going to allow that. And more importantly I don’t expect it one bit. She’s too strong, both mentally and physically. Let her get her revenge, her body cleansed from the cathartic process as she cleanses the earth of his existence in the process.

The guy wipes the blood off his mouth and stands. He’s swaying, but he points a finger at Gina. “Gina,” he begins shaking his head. “You’re a fucking cocktease cunt bitch and it’s not going to end well for you. I will destroy you,” he says, laughing maniacally.

He chokes mid-laugh when Gina’s fist connects with his jaw. That’s the jab. He swings his head towards her, momentarily disoriented and confused. She doesn’t wait long to throw a second blow and then a third, continuing to ram her fist into his face, his blood spraying everywhere turning the floor crimson.

But Gina, my little spunky fighter Gina, doesn’t mind. She’s pummeling him, and I hear the audible crack of his nose.

My chest blooms with pride. Yeah, that’s my girl.

We were always so distracted in the gym that I didn’t think she was even listening to my informal lessons. Well obviously, she was. Her hips rotate, and she kicks him squarely in the balls, and the guy shrieks like the little kidnapping bitch that he is.

I can’t help but smirk, then clap in appreciation at the show my woman’s putting on.

He goes down like a ton of bricks, his hands clutching his crotch. I hear a couple of groans from the other guys, the beat down so brutal even I wince.

He breathes out of his mouth, and his face twists with pain. Finally, he manages to struggle to his feet, and Gina moves in for the kill. I can tell she’s calculating the power blow that’s going to knock him out.

Fuck, she looks hot…from her stance to her smooth moves and laser sharp focus. I love watching her fight.

The idiot lashes out and suddenly catches her across the face, and she gasps and stumbles back. I move to immediately intervene to put an end to this. What was intense enjoyment quickly turns to rage, my stance widening, my nostrils flaring as I move to pounce on this guy and finish him off for the shot he took at my woman.

I step forward to end him, but as I do I feel Gina’s hand on my midsection as she turns and looks at me with razor sharp eyes, the anger coming from them forcing me to stand down for the first time in my life.

She nods, and flicks her eyes to where I was standing, damn near ordering me to return to my spot.

The balls on this girl. I don’t move back, opting to stay close in case things take a second turn for the worst. She accepts that she’s not going to get me to move, my feet rooted to the floor.

Returning to her combat stance she stalks toward him again.

He throws a wild haymaker which allows her to slide in closer where she easily jabs him twice more, her fists quickly mashing his already-swollen face. Then, she twists and comes down with right hand, smashing it into his temple…exactly the way I taught her. His eyes turn glassy and roll upward before he keels over on the floor.

Done and dusted, all because of a barely more than five foot pint-sized ass-kicking terror named Gina.

Watching my girl kick the shit out of him has my dick hard as granite, precome already bubbling at the tip. I don’t even care if my guys can see the need tenting my trousers.

I stare at her, and the urge to wrestle her to the ground and claim her as my woman right here and now almost overtakes me.

Her body relaxes, and I have to move forward quickly to grab her. She was fueled by adrenaline, and now, she’s spent. She leans onto me and looks up. “Good thing you taught me how to take a punch.”

Hugging her close to me, I motion to the guys to grab the body on the floor. They know what to do. It’s Gina who’s the most important right now. I start to carry her, and she automatically wraps her arms around my neck.

“A scene like this will never happen again. I swear it. Whether you want to step up and take on a man or not, I won’t allow it. Your safety is paramount to everything. Little girl…you’re going to be the mother of my child one day. Soon. And I’m not about to allow anyone to disrespect either of us by touching you, by damaging that perfect body, that baby-carrying vessel which I’m going to breed feverishly until you give me what I want more than anything…something I never wanted until I met you. A family.”

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