Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 184

Chapter 184: We Are Saving Him 

Brianna

“I am not a charming prince, darling but you aren't a pussy.” Roy assured me.

He is smooth, so that doesn't surprise me either.

“I don't know, Roy. You sound like a prince charming to me.” One of his friends said, who are still somehow right with us paying attention to our every move.

“How about the three of you go circle jerk in the bathroom and get the fuck out of our faces?” He said, making me snort a laugh at his serious tone.

“We were staying here for the show, but thanks.” One of them pretended to tip his hat off to him.

When Roy flinched, pretending like he was about to hit the guy, the guy flinched down, trying to move from the hit that never came. He is obviously afraid of Roy, he grabbed the other one by the sleeve and sheppard them off before turning to me.

“Sorry about them,” he shook his head.

“You seem very popular tonight, Roy. They can't keep their eyes off you.” I teased him and that brought a grin back to his lips.

“I don't think it is about me, darling.” He took my chin again and pressed his lips to mine without me expecting it.

I went on my toes to be able to reach the kiss, it wasn't a deep one but it was a slow easy kiss that felt nice. He really does scare easily, I find that attractive and he has known since day one that Bryce would probably beat his ass and it hasn't once deterred him. Today especially, he is kissing me and he isn't afraid of the consequences of that. I quickly looked around for Jane, she has been with that Aaron guy for a long time. So I knew she was busy but when I looked around, I didn't even see her at all.

“Are you looking for someone?” He asked, noticing my eyes darting around.

“Jane,” I replied.

“She is with my friend.” He said and I shook my head in amusement. I should have guessed.

“Hey, you know that guy?” He tipped his chin but I wasn't sure who he meant so he pointed out.

“The guy next to that chick with all the tattoos.”

I had forgotten Sandra and Zevrie were even here, I haven't spoken to them once and I felt bad. I just got wrapped up in other things.

“Yes, I used to work for him at the tattoo shop.” I replied since I knew last time we spoke he asked me a few questions about what I do for work and I had mentioned that. He chuckled.

“He kept looking at us, I think he has another fan, darling.”

I thought back when Zevrie did want to get to know me better, still he is a handsome guy and plenty of girls are giving him attention. I guess he is just wondering why one mafia would fight him about me and then he sees me with some other mafia months later. More than a few months I guess.

“Maybe he is looking at you, Roy.” I nudged him playfully.

“Not the first time a man wanted me.” He deadpanned and I laughed. He is funny.

“Hey, what are you laughing at me?” He poked me.

“You just sounded so sure.” I told him. 

“Men have hit on me, I am sure.” He shrugged.

“Maybe, it is the beautiful eyes.” I smiled up at him. His eyes darted around my face, taking in every inch of it and it almost made me blush just by how intently he was actually looking.

Without resounding to my comments, he grabbed my face with both hands and crashed his lips onto mine. I had fisted his shirt to keep myself steady with the surprise of him pulling me to him so suddenly. His tongue pushed through my lips and explored my mouth before our tongue met. He deepened the kiss, holding me in place while he ravished my mouth. He had a large hand and once they dropped from my face, they went down to my body and ran up and down my back, squeezing my hips and slowly came down to cup my ass. He saw I didn't react badly or stopped the kiss, so with both large palms, he cupped my ass and stayed there. Our kiss got quicker and more intense, he groaned when he kneaded my fleshy backside through the smooth fabric of this dress that looked like wet paint against me.

He almost bit my lip when he was suddenly yanked away from me. My first thought was Bryce and I stumbled forward with the sudden absence of his body in front of me and then I saw who actually pulled him away. Roy felt the hands pull him back and immediately his face tubed angry. I have never seen his angry expression because he is always smooth and silly with me but his jaw turned sharp and he bulked his chest.

“Get your fucking hands off me.” Roy shoved off the bouncer. I was so confused why the bouncer was even grabbing him to begin with.

Roy turned around, ready for a fight but two more bouncers grabbed him and started dragging him off. I ran after them, yelling at them the whole time and it caught the attention of a lot of people at the party.

“Do you know who the fúck I am?” I heard Roy asking the man who was being quite rough with him. It was two guys who had him by either arm, so he didn't have much choice but to comply and I followed them.

They threw him out into the street and I was so confused as to what the hell just happened. Unless they confused him for someone else they were looking for, I didn't get it. But as soon as they tossed him out, and Roy went back at them, I knew things weren't going to end well.

“Who the fúck are you to put your hands on me?” Roy got up in this very large man's face.

He stood like a wall and didn't flinch in his expression. The other guy was the one who was about to say something but Roy just grabbed the guy's throat and ran him backwards until the guy was falling back onto the ground. Suddenly Roy was mounting him. I flinched when he brought his fist back and socked this bouncer in the face, really hard. I saw him when he punched that sketchy guy who was trying to take Jane home the last time but it was one clean punch and the guy was out. Roy is angry and right now though, something he wasn't last time. He is a hard hitter, I can tell that. A few of his friends came trickling out looking for him and when they saw him mounting the bouncer, while he punched his face a handful of times, they kind of just let it happen.

“Can someone stop this!” I gasp at his idiot friends.

“Roy stops when he wants to stop.” One of them chuckled.

“Roy?” I tried stepping from but one of them quickly grabbed my arm and wouldn't let me walk over which irked me.

“Don't get yourself hurt, beautiful.” The guy said, why would he just put his hand on me?

The second bouncer grabbed Roy and I started yelling at his friends again. Another few people came out , girls this time but I don't know their names.

“Roy, oh my gosh. Go break that up.” They scoffed at the guys I did. He was practically being double teamed since he fought one and now the second bouncer grabbed him, so he is fighting him.

The first guy hasn't gotten up since Roy's final blow and it was technically one on one but this is his second opponent.

“Roy?” I tried again, trying to move past the forming crowd.

“Someone go get Callan to get his bouncers.” One of the girls said.

“No,” Roy's friends said at once and it made me do a double take.

“Don't call Callan.” They warned her, I shoved at them a little.

“Why not? Are you trying to watch your friend get hurt?” I was getting pissed.

“No, we were saving him.” One of them deadpanned and I went to open my mouth but the second one spoke.

“You think they would touch Callan's guest without his permission? Who do you think told them to grab Roy?” 

I paused, did Callan do this? I was even more pissed off now. I bounded over there and saw Roy just beating the hell out of this guy while another bouncer was threatening to call the police. I doubt he would, Callan doesn't like police but then again, they think Callan did this.

“Roy, come on, let's just go.” I tried getting his attention. 

His shirt was pulled so the fabric looked stretched in various places and his fists looked so red from hitting both these men several times.