Chapter 246 Do I scare you?

Chapter 246 Do I scare you?
CHAPTER 246
Do I scare you?
MILLY

“You don’t get to be a tease about this, not when you’ve been shaking your ass in my face all night.” He grabs onto my arm, and my blood runs cold.

I stare at him for a second, stunned by his fucking audacity. Did he just say all night? I got to the dance floor a few minutes ago, and I was definitely not shaking my ass in his face. None of that matters though. He is an asshole who can’t comprehend the word ‘No.’ 

I can see Romeo storming forward, and know he is about to cause a huge mess. I can’t let that happen. I glance at the man, feeling his grip tighten around my arm, and I clench my jaw tight. I don’t say anything. Instead, I swing my fist backwards and punch him hard in the throat. 

He jerks back, eyes bulging in shock. 

Romeo, Jordan, and Kai reach me in time to see him choke on air. Pandora and Darcy are on my right side. I try to reach for Romeo, to assure him that I am fine, that it has been handled, but he is not hearing it.

He reaches for the man violently, grabs him by the collar and slams him hard against the wall. 

The size difference is impressive, and a delicious thrill goes through me. Romeo is huge, and I love it. 

He presses the man hard into the wall and snarls in his face. “You have a problem understanding basic courtesy, do you?” He doesn’t wait for an answer and knees him hard in the groin. The man’s face turns purple as Romeo shakes him with one hand, without even breaking a sweat. 

“Do not fucking go near her, near them, near any fucking woman who doesn’t want to talk to you.” He growls in his face, digging his hand into the man’s chest. 

The bar has turned silent, and everyone is watching. I look around, and my skin prickles. The man’s friends have deserted him like the cowards they are. Romeo’s face is still flushed with rage. I would have loved to watch this happen, loved to watch him hand his ass to him, but this is not the time for that. This is a public space, and we shouldn’t make too much of a fuss. We’ve made enough. 

“Kai,” I whisper, nudging him forward. 

He exhales and taps Romeo on the shoulder. “He has learned his lesson. Come on, let’s go home.”

“Romeo.” I snap when he doesn’t answer, and he glances at me, clenching his jaw hard. 

He drops the man on the ground and barks. “Apologise to her right now, apologise to them.” 

The man looks at me with fear in his eyes. I feel zero pity for him. He deserves to have his ass handed to him. 

“I … I am sorry –”

“Fuck off.” Pandora scoffed, disgusted. 

Romeo grabs my arm and pulls me out of the bar. Jordan has Darcy and Kai has Pandora. He doesn’t stop, not even when we are out of the chaos. I can feel the tension oozing out of him in waves. He is still pissed. 

“I had it under control,” I mumble.

He stops abruptly and turns to me. “I know that I have to get used to other people being attracted to you. You are a very beautiful young woman, with a brilliant mind and a stunning body. Even a blind man can see that you are the full package, but that wasn’t a man being simply attracted to you. That was a fucking creep who had come at you before, so I am not going to get used to that. I am always going to protect you, Milly, so you get used to that. It doesn’t matter whether you had it under control or not. I didn’t teach you how to punch so you’d have to protect yourself; you shouldn’t be in that position to begin with – what the fuck gave him the damn right to touch you? He was harassing you, and I stepped in to protect you.”

I frown at him, confused. “Why are you angry at me?”

His eyes widen, and he exhales harshly before speaking in a soft voice. “I’m not angry at you. Why will I be angry at you? You did nothing wrong. He fucked up by touching you. You need to stop putting me on a pedestal to be levelheaded when shit like this happens –”

“Oh, so I’m supposed to let you hurt him, and get arrested? What will I tell your parents?” I cut him with a roll of my eyes.

“You’ll tell them that you were harassed and I stepped in.” He shrugs as if that makes sense. 

“I know you want to take care of me, and I love you so much, but you can’t be violent with every creep who looks my way? That man was lanky, and you’re huge. You’re pretty scary, already, so I’m sure he got the message before you slammed him against the wall.” I point out.

He frowns, takes a step back, and asks. “Do I scare you?” 

“What?” 

“You said I am pretty scary, so do I scare you? Have I ever scared you?” He whispers, as if he’s scared of my answer. 

I take a step closer to him and spread my palm on his chest. “You are pretty scary – huge with broad shoulders, and a mean swing, but you’ve never scared me. You’re my Romeo, not the Quarterback, the Captain, not the occasional asshole; you’re my Romeo, who braids my hair, makes sure I eat, washes the sand out of my hair. I think you have a hair kink, by the way.” I point out, and he chuckles, wrapping his hand around my waist. 

“You do not scare me. You have never scared me. You protect me, as you have been doing from the beginning.” I stand on my toes and press my mouth to his. 

He wraps his hand around my throat and deepens the kiss.