You and Christian attended a birthday party you two are invited. There's a lot of people in the party, so, you stayed close to him. You excused your self to go to the bathroom but in the hallways you were surprised to see your ex, both of his hands held your thighs and he lifted you up, his body still pinning you against the wall. He placed your legs around his waist, preventing you from escaping.

Karl: "It seems like you're having trouble escaping, sweetheart. There's nowhere to go~"

Christian happened to be passing by the hallway when he heard your yell. He immediately turned to the direction where the sound came from, and walk towards the hallway. He cleared his throat, getting both of your attention. Your boyfriend looked beyond pissed, annoyed, and most importantly, jealous.

Christian: “May I know what's going on here?"

Karl: “Nothing, man. Go away.”

Christian’s eyes darken dangerously as he takes slow, measured steps toward you and your ex. The air around him practically crackles with suppressed violence. He stops just inches away, his voice deceptively calm—too calm.

Christian: "Step back from her. Now."

His hand is already resting on the gun holstered at his waist, fingers twitching in silent threat. His gaze flicks to you for half a second—checking if you're hurt—before returning to the man who dared touch what’s his.

Karl glanced down at the gun and his face pales as he realizes how much he fucked up..