Chapter 62

17. Finding Lust Again

In a split moment, the whole image of Bailey kicking her feet in the air as she was being pulled along by two burly, statured men only zinged in his head until the impact came.

It was in the form of a sharp strike against his jaw, which had him staggering backward in an attempt to stable his feet as the pain throbbed in his pulse.

Then another one, this time he almost lost his balance but backed against the wall, his head bowed as he groaned, holding onto his jaw.

“Running around and shagging your cunt like we’re playing fucking games with you. Are we?!” A harsh tone he recognized as Scarface's roared, delivering a punch again.

Whether out of frustration of not being able to knock him out or not, he gathered Joel's collars up, tightening his grip around him.

In the meantime, Joel's only visceral knowledge of being hit was the ache in his jaw as he looked up at Scarface with heavy eyelids, the warm trickle of b