Chapter 7. Helpless in his grasp

Natalia's pov

I've never wanted to disappear as badly as at when I saw the look in Leandro's face, the fleeting pain in my head suddenly becoming the least of my worries.

“He was ju–” I began explaining but he shoved me aside and threw a punch at the handsome stranger in his face, multiple times.

The man who looked confused as hell tried to block Leandro's punches but Leandro was swifter and faster than he was,

Each blow Leandro landed on his chin had me palpitating in fear.

“Please…stop” I pleaded, reaching for Leandro's arms but he shoved me aside again and shot me a very deadly glare.

I swallowed and stepped back like the obedient kitten I had suddenly been subjected to.

Leandro finally stopped punching him when blood started splattering out of his nose and mouth.

“Get yourself another pussy to run your mouth to, this one's taken already!!” Leandro snarled before stalking away from the man whose face was partly covered in blood, pulling me along with him to god knows where.