Keanu wiped his blood splattered knuckles, shoving them in his pockets like it were nothing.

He had taken down four men, they’d tried grabbing you, probably to hold you ransom, a ploy to get Keanu to return to his gang.

He wasted no time beating them to a pulp. One of the men on the ground tried crawling away. Keanu stepped on their head, pushing his foot down to keep them still.

“No one hurts my angel.”

He hissed to the man, his gaze then flitting over to check on you.