2025-04-29 15:57:04Time dragged mercilessly inside the private room, every second stretching like an eternity for Faye Langford.
The alcohol still clouded her head, but the primal, unmistakable sense of danger cut through the haze like a knife. Her skin crawled as Tommy’s rough hand gripped her wrist tightly, pulling her closer to the door. The laughter, the jeers of the others—it all blurred together into a sick, echoing nightmare.
"You know," Katherine said sweetly, her voice dripping venom, "maybe Yemin realized it was too messy and decided it wasn’t worth it."
Faye turned her bleary gaze toward her, confusion and dread twisting inside her like twin knives.
"What... what do you mean?" she mumbled, hating how small and weak her voice sounded.
Katherine leaned in, smiling like a snake about to swallow its prey whole.
The words hit harder than any slap.
Faye blinked slowly, her heart sinking deep into her stomach.
Yemin... abandoned me?
The idea seemed impossible. The Yemin she knew—steady, calm, quietly powerful—would never do that.
Tommy chuckled darkly as he yanked her forward.
The others in the room chuckled, their laughter sharp, nasty.
"Guess you're not worth fighting for after all," someone else jeered.
"Some men just know when a woman's not worth the trouble," another woman chimed in with a cruel smirk.
Faye’s eyes stung with tears she couldn’t fight off. Humiliation burned hotter than the alcohol in her veins.
Maybe... maybe I was wrong about him, she thought desperately, shame and fear clawing at her from the inside.
Tommy tightened his grip, pulling her toward the door like she was nothing more than a prize he’d already won.
"Let’s not waste any more time," he muttered, his breath hot and foul against her ear.
Katherine watched, arms crossed, sipping her wine with satisfaction blazing in her cold eyes.
Everything was going exactly as she planned.
Faye stumbled after Tommy, too dazed to resist effectively. Her body refused to obey her, the betrayal of alcohol sinking deeper into her bones.
"Move!" Tommy barked, giving her a rough shove.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.
Please… Yemin...
The door creaked under Tommy’s hand as he pulled it open.
And then—
BAM!
The door exploded inward with a violent crash that made everyone in the room flinch.
Faye gasped, twisting around just in time to see him.
Yemin Ravollor stood in the shattered doorway like a force of nature unleashed.
His black jacket was torn, his white shirt stained with blood at the knuckles, his face a mask of barely controlled fury.
The temperature of the room seemed to drop several degrees.
Faye's breath caught in her throat.
It was like seeing a storm materialize into flesh and bone — a living, breathing tempest.
Yemin’s cold gaze swept the room once. He took in everything — Faye’s disheveled state, the bruises blooming on her wrist, Tommy’s smug leer, Katherine’s falsely innocent smile.
His jaw clenched so tightly the muscles in his face twitched.
"Well, look who finally grew a backbone," Tommy sneered, still gripping Faye’s wrist tightly.
Laughter rippled through the room, brittle and forced.
But no one truly laughed after seeing the look in Yemin's eyes.
He didn't speak.
He moved.
In a blur of pure violence, Yemin crossed the room and drove his fist straight into Tommy's face with brutal, punishing force.
The sound of impact — knuckles against bone — echoed across the stunned silence.
Tommy staggered back with a howl of pain, crashing into a table and knocking bottles and glasses to the floor in a cascade of shattering noise.
Faye stumbled backward, barely managing to catch herself on the nearest couch, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs.
Katherine’s face twisted into a horrified grimace.
"Yemin, wait—this is a misunderstanding—"
Yemin shot her a glance so cold, so blisteringly furious, that she fell silent instantly, backing away without another word.
Tommy clutched his bleeding nose, eyes wild with rage and disbelief.
"You’re dead, you hear me?" he gasped.
Another vicious punch to the gut cut off his words with a loud wheeze as he crumpled to his knees.
Yemin grabbed Tommy by the collar and leaned in, his voice a low growl only Tommy could hear.
Tommy whimpered in reply, blood streaming down his face.
Yemin shoved him away like trash and turned toward Faye.
His face softened slightly — only slightly — as he reached her, crouching to her level.
"You okay?" he asked, his voice gentler now, but still taut with tightly coiled rage.
Faye nodded shakily, though the tears still blurred her vision.
"I-I thought you left..." she whispered, hating how small she sounded.
Yemin’s jaw clenched. For the first time tonight, something flickered across his face — pain.
"I would never leave you," he said roughly.
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