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“The lady said no, asshole,” I hiss in his face before letting him drop on the ground and turning my attention to the other dude who’s now trying to zip his pants in a frenzy. His movements are so fast he pinches his dick with the zipper letting out a loud howl in pain. Any other day I might feel sorry for him, but not today. Not after what he was about to do.
In a few strides, I cross the room and have him pinned by the wall. “How does that feel, you jackass?”
“D-dude, it was just a j-joke,” the guy stutters. “She was a-asking for it.”
“A joke, huh?” I push him harder. “Asking for it? The only thing I heard was her saying, “no.” That doesn’t seem like she was asking for it to me.”
Pulling my hand back, I connect my fist with his gut. He sucks in a breath, doubling over. I lean down so I can whisper in his ear. “Remember this feeling the next time a girl tells you no.”
“W-what…?” Jade’s soft question snaps me out of my rage slightly. I glance at her, seeing her try to brace her hand against the mattress so she can get up, but she’s either so drunk she can’t, or they roofied her drink. Fucking brilliant.
The guy tries to stand straighter, but I kick him in the balls for good measure. “This is your final warning. If I see you bringing another unconscious girl upstairs, you’ll see what it means to have a Raven at your throat, capiche?”
“Y-y-yes.”
“Good.” Spitting on the floor next to him, I turn around and face the woman who got me into this mess in the first place.
My heart tightens as I watch her still, half-naked form on the bed. I rub against my chest, trying to push away the feeling rising in my chest and suffocating me, but it’s useless. I look around the floor for her shirt and find it torn in the corner. “Fucking great.”
Sliding my hand to the back of my neck, I grab my hoodie and pull it over my head.
“Wentworth?” she asks, her eyes narrowing on me.
“It’s me.” My throat feels so tight it’s hard to push the words out. “Let’s get you out of here, okay?”
The mattress dips as I lean against it, helping Jade get into a sitting position. I do my best to keep my eyes on her face and ignore her naked chest. I might be a lot of things, but I’m not an asshole. At least not this level of asshole-ness.
“W-what…”
I slide my hoodie over her head, letting the material fall. “Hands.”
She tries to lift her arms, but the attempt is so weak I give up and help slide her hands into the sleeves. Once I get her to her feet, the hoodie slides down completely, engulfing her short form, and that tight feeling in my chest only grows stronger.
“What are you doing?” she asks groggily.
“Getting you the hell out of here. What does it look like I’m doing?”
I slip my hand around her waist because she looks like the next strong breeze will kick her on her ass and turn us toward the door. The assholes that took her are nowhere to be found. They probably shit their pants and scurried away in fear.
My fingers tighten around her waist. The itch to find them and finish what I’d started is growing bigger by the second, but at the first step, Jade sways on her feet.
“How much did you have to drink?”
“Enough.”
“Is anybody here with you?”
I can deposit her with her friends and get out of here. That’s what I need to do. Get the hell out of here before I do something crazy. Something I’m damn sure I’ll regret.
“Eager to get rid of me, Wentworth?” she slurs. Her head lolls back, those damn stormy eyes meeting mine. They’re blurry from the effect of whatever she put in her system but no less intense.
“Hell, yes. Now, did you come with somebody, or do I need to take you home?”
“Marcus.”
Marcus? Who the hell is Marcus?
She rubs her hand over her face, smudging her makeup. “But I think he left? Not sure.”
