Amelia's POV

The next few seconds went by in a blur as the security guards rushed forward in anger. The one guarding the garden entrance punched the stripper who had caught me and extricated me from his hold. I was relieved to have been saved. The stripper fell to the floor from the power-packed punch. But that wasn't the end of my woes. Before I could celebrate my freedom and thank him, he picked me up on his shoulder and started striding towards the exit. I panicked and was too startled to react.

"Hey! Stop. Put me down," I yelled when I came back to my senses but he didn't...