Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 10-2

Danielle lifted her hazed eyes to meet the man’s greedy and somewhat lewd gaze. "Get lost," she said, her head spinning from the alcohol.

Rather than anger, the man’s expression turned hungry. "Feisty. I like that." His hand reached for her thigh.

"Check a mirror lately? You’re ugly enough to scare a ghost. Who are you to hit on women looking like that?" Juniper yanked Danielle back, unleashing a stream of insults.

The commotion drew attention. The man’s face darkened at the public humiliation. "You want to do this the hard way? You have no idea who I am. Fine, one night with me, and I might forgive your disrespect."

"Go to hell," Juniper spat.

menace, making

Hayes and his crew," Joshua observed. "Those girls might be in trouble.

"Nobody disrespects me

with lethal precision-one kick sent a thug flying, another crashing down before she could catch

spinning into a kick that sent the attacker sprawling. Blood sprayed as bones cracked with a sickening crunch. Within seconds, the

started to get wobbly on her

men fall, Draco’s expression turned vicious. He pulled a blade, aiming for her heart. At that critical moment,

swaying girl. Her flushed face and disheveled ponytail stirred something primal in

David through hazy eyes, her gaze fixed solely on him despite the crowd. Something

through her pockets. Finding nothing, she wobbled over to Juniper’s purse,

she said, her words