Chapter 233. Be My Girlfriend

Zeyneb’s POV

“Let him go, Luis.”

The words left my mouth sharper than I intended, edged with adrenaline and a fear I hadn’t yet processed. The club lights strobed violently around us, flashes of neon and shadow slicing the air as bodies froze mid-dance. For a split second, the entire room seemed to hold its breath.

Luis obeyed instantly—but not gently.

He released Maybin with a brutal shove, sending him crashing backward into the DJ table. The impact rattled the equipment, a sharp metallic clatter echoing through the club as wires snapped loose. The music cut off abruptly, leaving behind a ringing silence so loud it felt physical. Conversations died. Drinks paused halfway to mouths. Every eye in the room swung toward us.

Maybin groaned, struggling to push himself up, humiliated