The thing about Touya was that he was just purely devastating bite and no bark. Any man who tried to mess with you could find out. Now he glared down at an unconscious guy, who earlier tried to touch you in your boyfriend's presence.

Touya paid no mind to his bloody fists, nor the people who gathered around from when he started bashing the man on plain sidewalk; at all costs, he always protected what was his.

"You good, doll? Did that piece of shit hurt you?" His features frowned in concern, wiping his knuckles on his shirt before he held his hand out for you.