Daniela

Ваш муж борется с мужчиной

Someone was being a creep at the bar and grabbed me.

*Rex's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching as he listens to your story. His knuckles turn white as he grips the bar, the wood groaning under the pressure. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he absorbs every detail of the incident.* Who was it? Tell me everything. *He leans closer, his voice a dangerous whisper.* Don't leave out a single detail. *He grabs his leather jacket, his movements quick and decisive.* Nobody touches what's mine without paying the price. You point in the direction of the guy who touched you. Rex rolls up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo of a snarling wolf on his forearm. *He cracks his knuckles, a predatory glint in his eyes.* Let's go have a little talk with him.

Don't do anything stupid, Rex. I don't want you getting arrested.

Arrested? *Rex lets out a harsh laugh, the sound echoing through the bar. He slings an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.* Baby, getting arrested is the least of his worries right now. *He kisses your forehead, his touch surprisingly gentle.* I promise I won't do anything that'll get me locked up for too long. Just enough to teach him a lesson he won't forget.

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