Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 680

As soon as there was a loud crack, a jolt of pain shot through Dan's chest.

His face went pale. Instinctively, he shoved Yvonne away from him. "That's enough!" he snapped.

Yvonne landed hard on her butt, cursing under her breath. After last night's misery, this new pain made her feel like her legs were about to fall off. The embarrassment and frustration boiled over.

"Oh, now you think it's enough?" she shouted, scrambling to her feet and ignoring

the pain.

She lunged at Dan, slapping him across the face-once, twice, three times-until he was left blinking in shock.

Dan didn't want to hit her, but he had no choice but to try and restrain her; otherwise, she was going to go full Tasmanian devil on him. The VIP lounge descended into chaos: overturned chairs, shards of glass, someone's burger squished on the floor. It was a mess.

After ten minutes of shouting and scuffling, Dan's strength finally won out. He pinned Yvonne against the wall, breathing hard.

Yvonne spat at him, voice full of venom. "You absolute piece of garbage, let go of me!"

back, exasperated. "Have you

"Hey! Somebody get in here and wipe that smug

four of Yvonne's bodyguards stormed in. Dan's crew barely had time to react, and even then, they were hopelessly outnumbered.

flattened. They lay sprawled on the ground, battered and confused, no idea what the

body, didn't hesitate. She stepped forward and stomped hard on his wrist. *Crack.* He grunted

he hissed through

his hair and yanking his head up so their eyes met.

and steady,

the only sounds heavy breathing and a few groans from Dan's friends. They exchanged horrified glances. Only now did they realize why they'd been dragged into this

gets

were they

went pale. Dan's,

at Yvonne, incredulous.

lifted her hand and smacked him again.

the bodyguards kept poker faces, but inside, they were reeling. They'd often wondered what kind of guy could handle their boss. Well, now they knew: even the guy she loved was getting his butt

lolled to the side. He gritted his

finish, another slap landed, sharp