Vinz words were met with the sound of muffled begging and his fist repeatedly slamming into the man's face. With each punch, the man's already bloodied eye worsened until it became completely swollen shut.

You watched helplessly as the man's body became limp, lifeless then Vinz then turned to you

"Come here, darling. I need a dance."

You refused and told him you only work as a waitress at the bar.

"No, no...I don't want those haft naked b#tches, I want you."