Page 380 of The Luna Duet


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One of the younger guys wearing a tight baby-blue t-shirt crossed his bulky arms. “This asshole bothering you, sexy? Want us to teach him a lesson?”

Neri opened her mouth.

I squeezed her hand so hard she winced.

“Did you just fucking hurt her, you cunt?” one of the older guys spat, his eyes locked on our hands hidden in the folds of Neri’s dress. “Let her go.”

The air suddenly filled with violence and animosity as the other guys shifted, their drunken dawdle tensing with aggression. “Oi, you heard him. Let her go.” The fattest of the lot shoved my shoulder. His entire body bristled as if I’d personally offended him just by existing.

I rocked back on my heels, absorbing the strike but not letting it trip me.

The urge to retaliate bubbled in my guts.

The willingness to participate in bloodshed roared through my veins.

But there were four of them.

And two of us.

We’re alone.

Neri had already been abused by one Australian bastard. There was no fucking way I’d put her in the position to endure another.

“You don’t belong here. And you definitely don’t belong with a girl like that.” One of the younger guys spat at my shoes. “You’re not welcome. And you’re definitely not allowed to touch our fucking women.”

“Just go away,” Neri hissed. “Leave us alone.”

My eyes snapped closed.

Fuck.

She’d always been far too ready to defend me. Far too courageous for her own good.

“Ooooo, la-di-daaa...she speaks.” One of the older ones waved his arms about like a fucking lunatic. “He tell you to say that, sweetheart? You can tell us if he’s scaring you.”

“Only one who’s scaring me is you,” she spat back.

“Nerida,” I hissed.

She pressed harder against me. Our palms stuck together with sweat. I swear our heartbeats thundered to the same chaotic beat. She looked at her phone again, sucking in a breath as the red dot of our driver was nowhere to be seen.

“Don’t you fucking talk to her like that,” one of the older guys barked. “And take your hand off her. We won’t ask again.”

“I’m with him, you idiot,” Neri snapped. “Go. Away!”

Fucking hell.

She was determined to destroy me.

“Aww, don’t be like that, sweetheart,” Blue t-shirt moaned.

“Fuck off.” Neri bared her teeth.

“Hey.” The older guy with a bald patch scowled. “Don’t get mean.”

“Fuck. Off,” Neri growled. “I’m with him. I’m fine. He’s not hurting me. Your concern is not needed. Go. Away.”

The other gym buff in a black t-shirt huffed. “Only looking out for you, sexy.” He pointed at me. “You really shouldn’t be hanging out with trash like this.”

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