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y issues or delays. The doorman didn't even bother to look at our identification.

to the dance floor right then and there. The music was playing at such a

g ourselves in the beat of the loud music once more. While he was talking to me, he had one hand on my backside, which made me feel bothered and hot. Immediately after, I tangled my hands in his hair and kissed him with everythi

with a grin and nodded enthusiastically. Since we were both sixteen years old, he had been ready to take our relation

ut having a good time with their friends. The man who I had spoken to in the line outside, John, stepped out in front of us and he

feel about that dance?" he inquire

nks, we're leaving,

bed my hand, yanking me forward and away from Sam in the

wide eyes that I looked back at him, wondering if there was going to be some sort of fight. Without giving me time

s. "Get the f*ck off my back! Allow him to go! No, I don't want to dance

e free to go," he said, dismissively waving his hand in the air. When Sam made a ferocious snorting sound, the individual who was holdi

"You touch her, and I'll put yo

that manner!" John yelled ang

Clearly preparing to deliver a second blow, John pulled his arm back slightly. He appeared to be homicidally enraged, with his entire face contorted in

don't hurt him, please," I begged, tears streami

. The sight of his blood-stained face caused my chin to quiver as I looked him in the

mind doing one dance," I lied, f

ch, and my skin crawled. I kept my face turned away, refusing to look at him as he ground his crotch into my hip with his other hand. Bile began to rise in my throat, so I swallowed it down quickly. In the process, one of his hands sli

e. As I pressed my hands against his chest, he didn't let go; instea

absolutely stunning," he sai

e," I pleaded, squirming out of hi

n. "One kiss isn't enough," he purr

trying to put some distance between us. This time, he sank his fingers into my sides with great force. Pain sho

ou're doing this?" I broke down

oan of appreciation in his breath as he said, "Mmm." In the process, he slipped

. "No! Please allow me to leave. Sam!" I screamed and thrashed around, desperately

y throat. When I reached the top, my gaze was drawn to Sam, who was still being restrained against the wall by the same blond man who had been there before. As soon as he saw me, he began to struggle against the hands that were holding him back.

there boy, no harm done." "Despite the fact that your girlfriend over the

ound and the two men with whom he was traveling grabbed Sam once more as the latter struggled against their grasp. I looked around for assistance, but no one came to my aid. What was going on? Why wasn't anyon

that they were planning to harm him. It was all I could think about: he'd told us we could

in the stomach with his fists. In an attempt to pull him away, I grabbed at the person who was hitting him

yelled angril

fter them, still crying and screaming hysterically. He was dragged through a fire door by his captors. Just as I reached out to try to assist h

rough bricks, and the pain and shock of it caused my vision to become blurry. It felt like there was a small trickle of blood r

lackness that was attempting to swallow me whole. When he was lying on the floor, they