Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

"Go on, untie her. Keeping her bound is no fun," Chris instructed Liam casually.

"Sure thing, boss," Liam replied, heading over to Allison.

Their conversation echoed through the room, clear as day. Just moments ago, Chris had ordered his men to attack Allison.

The men had surged forward like wolves on the hunt, eager to pounce.

Allison lay near the edge of the building, a bit away from them.

When Chris gave the order, they stopped in their tracks, eyes locked on Liam as

he moved in to untie Allison, anticipation hanging thick in the air.

Allison shot Chris a glare so fierce it could've sliced him to ribbons.

Chris, the twisted soul he was, took delight in her defiance. A smirk played on his lips, his voice dripping with amusement. "You hate me, huh?"

"Too bad. Crushing you would be as easy as squashing a bug. No matter how much you hate me, there's nothing you can do. Your powerless anger? That's my fuel."

Allison quickly, pulling her from the

was free, Allison launched herself at Chris, throwing caution to

only a couple of steps between them. Her sudden

other men, their minds clouded with vile intentions, hadn't considered that Allison might actually fight back once

nobody stopped her

to

like lightning, dodging her strike that

motion, he countered.

his men not

his spies

reported a

her

always heartbroken, dhua.

wine,

had dismissed her as a pretty but pitiful romantic, unable to live without

man.

knew she was a lawyer, it didn't make her any more

was just another love-struck