“Get lost, fucker,” he said, turning away from me.
I continued to follow until we reached his car, and just as he was about to enter, I pulled him by the shirt and slammed him to the ground. Anger boiled in the pit of my stomach, and I pressed my foot against his throat.
“S… S… Stop,” he breathed, his face turning red.
I twisted my foot and saw the veins in his neck bulging against his skin. A wicked grin slid across my lips as I pressed down harder, cutting off the air to his lungs.
“Leave her alone,”I snarled. “She’s too good for you.”
I removed my foot and pulled him to stand, dusting off his shirt where my foot had been.
“Who the fuck are you?” he rasped, rubbing his throat.
Red marks littered his skin where I’d pressed my boot, and I couldn’t help but feel satisfaction from it.
“Someone you don’t wanna fuck with,” I said with a shrug.
He scoffed and pushed me away, but I didn’t budge.
“Seriously, dude, get lost.”
My brows quirked as he looked at me with annoyance, and I felt that anger boiling again. I slammed his back against the car and pressed my arm to his throat, holding him in place. With my free hand, I pulled out my knife and pressed it to the side of his throat, watching as he swallowed.
His eyes bulged and his face paled as I pushed it deeper into his skin. A small bead of blood dripped down his neck, and I smiled.
“What was that?” I asked.
“Okay!”
“Okay… what?”
He swallowed and nodded his head, fear flashing in his eyes.
“I’ll leave her alone,” he whispered.
I pulled the knife away and released him, slipping it back into my jacket pocket.
“Good boy,” I said with a smirk, patting his shoulder.
“Whatever,” he scoffed.
“Hey. You ever come near her again, and I’ll cut your dick off and shove it down your throat.”
He let out a shaky breath, then nodded before turning to get into his car. I stood there, watching him fumble with the keys in the ignition, laughing as he droppedthem over and over again. When he finally started the car, he glanced at me briefly before speeding off, almost hitting three other cars that were driving down the street.
The sound of my phone dinging pulled me out of the memory, and I glanced down to see a notification from the camera app. I opened the app and saw Lila up and moving around, her crimson hair hanging in waves down her back. She stretched her arms high above her head and let out a groan before heading toward the bathroom.
Footsteps sounded from somewhere close, and I glanced around, seeing Daniel heading toward his car. I placed my phone down and quietly opened my door, leaving it cracked to avoid alerting him.
I hurried silently, trying to catch up to him, and cursed as he turned and almost saw me. Just before he reached his car, I grabbed him by the back of his jacket and pulled him to the ground. His face paled as he saw me, my lips turning up in a wicked grin. He shook his head vigorously and his hands shot up defensively.
“I haven’t been near her!” he screamed.
“I know,” I said, before slamming my fist into his face.
Blood erupted from his nose and lip, and my cock twitched as the metallic scent of blood filled the air. I slammed my fist down again, this time hearing bone crunch, sending a chill down my spine.
“Why are you… doing this,” he cried. “I haven’t… been near her.”
