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I run the last few feet to the dumpster and turn the corner to see the back of a man almost as big as Bear on top of a woman covered in blood. Oh, hell no.
Grabbing the big bastard by his shitty man bun, I rip him up and off her, my knife at his throat ready to end this rapist fucker’s life.
“Oh my God, he almost suffocated me. Thanks, dude.” The woman stands once the man is no longer an obstacle and goes about dusting herself off—although, she’s gonna need a hell of a shower to wash that blood out of her hair. I don’t actually think any of it is hers with the way she’s moving so freely.
The man in my grasp becomes dead weight and I finally take a moment to really look at him.
He’s dead.
She’s covered in his blood.
Looking to the red-head splattered in crimson, I raise my brows and let the man drop to the asphalt. Before I can speak, the woman half smiles and shrugs, and something about her is fucking mesmerizing.
Then, she speaks, her raspy voice making my dick twitch and my asshole clench.
“Oops?” Except she’s got her fingers up, hiding her lips and her eyes wide like a baby deer in headlights, which tells me everything I need to know. Zero remorse detected.
Oh yeah, this woman is gonna be trouble.