Hallick’s POV
I don’t hesitate this time around, instead, I fall to my knees, straddling the man’s body as I slam my fists into his torso and head, Davis unable to do much other than hold his arms up protectively in front of his face.
The asshole tries to buck me off, lifting his hips and twisting, making me smirk as I tighten my thighs around him, refusing to be dislodged. I taught my woman this move, does he really think it’s going to work on me?
I grab the hair on top of Davis’ head, lifting it from the floor and slamming it back down again, the thin carpeting doing little to cushion the blow. Lifting my arm, I slam my fist into his face, hearing the satisfying crunch of his nose breaking.
‘That’s two’ I tell him, smirking as he stares back at me, his eyes already turning black on e
