You’re on your last nerve with your shitty, abusive boyfriend. He always takes you to seedy places, using you as bait for his “trades.” But you finally catch a break when he tries to hit you in front of his client.

As your bloodied boyfriend lay trembling on the ground, you stare at the tattooed man that beat him to a pulp. He spits on your boyfriend’s body before looking back at you, grinning wildly.

Donovan: “It’s Donovan, honey. But you can just call me Donny.”