CHAPTER 015
OLIVIA’S POV
My heart pounded. “Julian, what if they’re dangerous?”
He stared down at me, his expression unwavering. “Then they picked the wrong person to mess with.”
Before i could protest, he was already heading for the exit, his strides confident and determined. My stomach twisted into knots as i turned back toward the van, watching Julian walk straight toward it. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes were sharp, scanning the surroundings as if already preparing for a fight.
I gripped the edge of the table, my fingers trembling. “Please, don’t do anything reckless,” i whispered, even though i knew he couldn’t hear me anymore.
As Julian stepped outside, he paused for a few seconds, glancing around the pavement until he spotted what he was looking for–an iron rod lying near the curb. Without hesitation, he bent down and picked it up, giving it a quick swing in his hand. It wasn’t much, but it would do.
“Let’s do this,” he muttered under his breath, then continued his path toward the van.
The black vehicle remained still, its tinted windows concealing whoever was inside. Julian didn’t wait for them to make the first move. He raised the iron rod and, without a
second thought, smashed it into the driver’s side window.
The glass shattered instantly.”
“What the hell, man?!” a voice shouted from inside.
Julian didn’t respond. He reached for the door handle and yanked it open, dragging the driver out and slamming him onto the ground. The man groaned in pain, but before Julian could do anything else, the back doors of the van swung open, and three more men jumped out, ready for a fight.
Watching all of this i bit my thumb as i stared in horror from inside the café. It was now four against one. My breathing grew shallow. Every instinct in my body told me to run outside and help, but i knew i would only make things worse.
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JULIAN’S POV
I stood tall, my eyes locked on the group of men. “What do you people want with Olivia? The lady you’ve been watching” I demanded.
The leader of the group stepped forward, He was dark skinned and looked like he was in some kind of gang but I still did Successfully unlocked!
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He sneered, “This is none of your business, man. So back the fuck off.”
Hearing that I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. “Wrong answer.”
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CHAPTER 015
Before the punk could react, I threw a punch straight at his jaw. The impact sent him staggering backward, gripping the side of the van for support. The other three men tensed, I noticed their hands curling into fists, ready to attack.
My voice was deadly calm. “This is your final warning. Stay away from Olivia.” I made sure I made it clear to them
As I turned, prepared to leave, two of the men quickly stepped in front of me, blocking my path and slightly blocking my view, my grip tightened around the iron rod. I knew what was about to happen.
The odds weren’t in my favor, but I wasn’t one to back down.
Before i could swing the rod again, the third guy rushed from behind and grabbed my left arm. I tried to react but another one seized my right. I struggled, but their grip was firm, holding me in place.
The leader, now recovered from the punch, smirked as he walked up to me. “You should’ve just walked away, man.” He said to my face while cracking his knuckles
Without warning, he drove his fist into my stomach.
I gasped as pain exploded through my body, my eyes widening.
“Fuck he has a hard punch.” I said to myself
The men holding me only tightened their grip, keeping me still as the leader pulled back his arm, ready to deliver another blow.
OLIVIA’S POV
Inside the café, i was frantic. I fumbled my phone, my hands shaking as I tried to dial
- But the screen remained black.
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None of them answered. Instead, i saw a few women pull out their phones–not to call the police, but to record the fight.
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