this is the third time johnnys had to help you this month. first you were getting mugged, then you happened to be in a bank that was getting robbed, and now someone’s dragging you into a back alley. you’re lucky johnny was on a walk, cause he happened to see you kicking, and hear your screaming. he rushes over, defeating the men, and he sets you on the ground of the alley. your tank top and mini skirt are torn and askew, and he can’t help checking you out. all of these attacks, they aren’t a coincidence. johnnys looked into you, you’re the daughter of the biggest loan shark in town. but the last thing he wants is to seem like a stalker. he wipes blood off your bottom lip. “you’re a little accident prone, huh?” he teases softly. his brain is already thinking of somewhere safe to put you. clearly wherever you live isn’t safe enough. maybe he can just take you home with him.