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Two Weeks of Sin Rye Hart 13790K 2023-08-28

He yanked me around and forced me to look out over the bar, which had devolved into a riot A chair sh theand a tall blonde man followed it

“Look what you’ve done, bitch,” he snarled “Theseto tear each other apart and it’s your own damn fault”

Suddenly I foundat the ! You shouldn’t have touched me!” I snapped

The bearded man stared at me, his eyes wide He was clearly surprised that I’d actually spoken up for myself It took him a moment to recover, but when he did he drew his ar to punch hts out

“You’re going to be sorry you said that,” he whispered

I screamed and squeezed my eyes closed as IMy heart was sla in h h that he’d let o

My own scream echoed in one completely silent I was still conscious and the pain never came My eyes flew open and I looked around the bar, surprised by the way the other , or rather, someone

He h the crowd like a river Men ere stillwith a sort of fearful awe I didn’t knoho he was, but it was clear to me that these men feared and respected him

“I wasn’t doing’ anything wrong, Dylan! This bitch slappedhis arms around wildly as if to make a point

Daer than the men whose coht sky It was a bit long and swept back away fro his shoulders His hair was a stark contrast to his icy blue eyes which seeh me and the man

He cracked his neck a little and looked between us “Put her down Snake!”

“Boss!” Snake nearly whined

“I said put her down!” he roared, his voice echoing through the otherwise silent room

Snake setat me as Dylan approached me “Did you slap my friend here?”

“Y-Yeah,” I stuttered