The girl turns, reaching for my hair. Rolling my eyes, I grab her wrist mid-air and squeeze, making her yelp as she tugs to get it back, but I just add more pressure as I glare. “Pulling hair? Really? What are we, kids? If you want to fight, then fight like a woman.” I shove her arm back at her and slam my fist into her face. She screams and falls back on her ass, covering her busted nose with her hands as I shake out my fists and crouch before her with a grin. “That was a warning. Stay down,” I growl just as I hear shouts. I turn to see the boyfriend coming towards me, finally ready to defend
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