Chapter 3 Who Are You?

• He mumbled and since the car was moving highly slowly, he opened the door and then stepped out.
• “Master Doreen!”
• The chauffeur called from within yet the classy suit-wearing handsome stud paid a deaf ear.
• He marched straight to the pub and meant a rather conflicting scene.
• There he stood at the entrance and watched a drunk, drenched young lady getting touched all over by thuggish men.
• “Grab the bitch. Let's head into the bathroom at the back!”
• Surely, they were intending to rape her and as much as it wasn't his business, his green eyes caught the sight of something.
• “I…I beg of y'all to stop. Don't do anything bad to her! — what if this was y'all fucking sister?”
• The bartender hated this, yet as much as he tried to talk the thugs from carrying on with their plans, it'd be futile.
• “Stay out of this old man!” One unhesitatingly and so brutally slapped the bartender.
• The poor thing fell straight to the fall with bleeding lips.
• Tessa's soul was numb — literally and figuratively. She felt no pain, and no ounce of emotion, thanks to the excess circulation of tequila in her system.
• The thugs were grateful and as one heaped her on his shoulder, he was sighted.
• “Who's the rich-looking son of a bitch?”
• Doreen was fully noticed by them, and surprisingly, he took a step forward. But it wasn't just a step, since so unexpectedly he rushed at them with a balled fist.
• “Hey-”
• One's words flew straight back into his gullet as a brutal punch kissed his cheek.
• Blood escaped the other side of his crunched cheek and before any could comprehend what was happening, punches, kicks, and even slaps so aggressively and swiftly flew everywhere.
• “Wh-wh-who are you, fucker!?” Highly dismayed at the abrupt yet quick downfall of his lewd comrades, the one holding unto Tessa shouted ragingly.
• A gun was pulled out and again Doreen applied quickness.
• He caught the hand the thug held the gun with and forcefully, taking it to his parted mouth, shoved it in.
• “Respect women in your next life.” Icily and without a shred of feeling, Doreen crushed his finger and pulled the trigger.
• The bullet went straight into his head and before his body went lifeless on the floor, he quickly caught Tessa.
• The bewitching lady was barely conscious and holding her like a bride in his arms, Doreen gaped at her face for a while.
• “Shit.”
• •~
• Luck seemingly was by his side as a luxurious hotel room was found. His chauffeur truly was the best, he had called the police to clean up the mess his nasty has left behind.
• Here he stood under the shower nude and drenched.
• The lady he saved lay in the bed and still pondering on a way to undress, bathe, and clothe her without having any unholy thoughts was downright challenging.
• “Fuck!” Doreen drove his fingers into his drenched hair but snapped his shut eyes when approaching footsteps were heard.
• Gazing at the door, watched shockingly as she staggered in.
• “I'm so… hot.” Tessa tipsily began removing her wet clothes.
• “Wa-wait…”
• In only her unmentionables, she came into the shower, then threw her arms over his neck.
• “Miss you shouldn't…” Unlike him who usually interrupts someone with a punch, she did such to him but with a hot kiss.
• The flavor of tequila and the intoxicating sweetness of her lips got Doreen craving so much more, yet his willpower came into place.
• “Will you come back to your senses?” He separated from it, but almost immediately had his lips claimed again.
• His level of self-control lessened drastically once her fingers sensually caressed his ear and, literally saying ‘fuck it’ inwardly then groped her rounded backside.
• “Ah!”
• Tessa's bareback kissed the cold tiles of the wall and, with her feet departing from the floor, entangled it around his waist.
• Their tongues fought for dominance as the air lingering around them turned intense.
• She felt utterly hot, and Doreen had so little self-resilience in him.
• “Do you… want this?” Breathlessly, he stopped and then questioned while staring into her eyes.
• They were droopy, but to God, it aroused him the more.
• “Y-yes. Yes!”
• Again, and this time more wantingly, he claimed her lips.
• *------*
• Waking up the next morning, sheer pain could be felt in between her legs but something else was also there.
• Tessa sharply threw the sheet off her unknowingly nude body, and shockingly found him lying there.
• “Wh-wh-wh-who the fuck are you?” Overwhelmingly surprised, she questioned but in a whisper.
• Tessa found it difficult to move when her birthmark located at her waist was being gaped so intently at.
• His mesmerizing eyes were lifted to meet hers, and she held her breath — this man was beyond handsome.
• “Tell me the truth, you're Angel, yes?”