UNKNOWN POV

I was all alone in the back of the club; just so I thought. Until I heard a woman screaming for help.

At first I ignored, but then again the voice pulled my heartstrings more as it played in my head repeatedly.

I got down from my car to take a look at the damsel in distress.

I leaned against my car door leisurely, watching as the man was out of control, he just wanted to get down on her so bad— who still force a woman in this era?

“Let go of her” I muttered.

My sudden utterance was filled with caution and a heart–piercing–fear from both...