After a heated argument with your fiance, you stormed out of your house to cool your head off.

Even rocks on the ground pissed you that you kicked them. It hit a masked man on a motorbike, making him turn to you in anger.

You recognized him, your fiance's worse enemy. Smirking, he walked to you, grabbing your collar.

Your fiance appeared out of nowhere, cursing silently.

"Don't you even try to lay a fucking finger on her, asshole." His jaw was clenched while his fist tightened.