"It was a pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Fields." Ms. Gilbert stands up from the couch so I do the same. She extends her slim arm out for me to shake.

"The pleasure is all mine." Ms. Gilbert let's go of my hand and dismisses herself from the meeting. On the inside, I'm doing a happy dance because she sold it to me cheaper than I thought she would have.

My eyes look around for Alison. She has been on my mind the entire time Ms. Gilbert was talking to me. It amazes me how I even knew what she was saying.

"I need to talk to you." I look to see an angry guy snapping at my girl. My facial expression turns to anger. Who the fuck is this guy? By the looks of it, Alison looks to be afraid of him.

"Can we not do this right now." She looks around to see if anyone has noticed them. But her eyes don't catch mine. "I'm at work."

"I don't care if you're at work." He snaps, grabbing her by the arm forcefully and drags her out the front door. I immediately run out the door.

"Please, don't hurt me." I hear her cry out but I have no idea where she is. The adrenaline gets the best of me. I am going to fuck this guy up when I see him. I come around the corner of the brew to see him slap her across the face.

"Hey, asshole!" My voice is stern as I walk toward him. He immediately looks from Alison to me.

"Is this your fuck buddy?"

Oh, that's it.

Without even saying anything, I walk straight up to him and punch him right in the nose. He stumbles back a little bit and I can hear Alison telling me to stop. But I don't listen. All I can focus on is beating the fuck out of him.

He tries to swing at me but I dodge his right fist and nail him in the eye.

"You little bitch!" He snaps but he doesn't scare me. I can easily take him. He is slow at punching and I can move faster than him. He goes to swing at me again, but I block my face so he hits my arm instead. It stings but not enough to make me wince.

"Who are you calling a bitch?" I ask sweetly before decking him in the mouth. He stumbles back, blood dripping from his nose. "Is that all you got, dick?" He charges at me but once again, I dodge him. I grab him by his shirt and push him up against the wall. "Touch her again and I will end you." I snap as he struggles against me. "Do you understand?"

No answer.

I pull his arm back further, making him cry out a yes.

"That's what I thought." I let him go before shoving him off in the opposite direction of Alison.

"Why did you do that?" She yells at me with tears down her face. Not exactly the thank you I was looking for.

"You needed help." I grit back, angry that she would accuse me. She makes me want to bend her over my knee and slap her until she begs me to stop.

"I don't need your help!" She snaps back, wiping her tears away. "I don't even know you. Just leave me alone." She goes to turn around but I grab her by the arm. Her eyes look down at my hand around her slim arm.

"I can't leave you alone." I tell her seriously but she jerks her arm away from me.

"Touch me again and I will break that hand." Alison turns around and disappears from my sight. Well, that didn't go as planned.

A part of me wants to chase after her and make her come home with me but I know I can't do that. One, because she will think I am a serial killer. Two, she would be so against it. And three, she isn't ready to know that side of me yet. No matter how bad I want to tell her who I am, I can't. It will scare her away.

I just have to be in her life to get her to trust me. To show her that I can protect her when she needs it the most.

**

"I'm sorry things didn't go well with Alison like you hoped it would." Hanna gives me a sympathetic look through the mirror of the car. I only look out the window. She's the one and I know it. It stings knowing that she isn't here with me right now. "She will come around and I know it."

I only shrug my shoulders and continue to look out the car window. It's taking every ounce of me to not go back there and drag her ass into my car. She doesn't need to be around that guy. I don't know who he is but I know he's going to try something when she isn't around everyone.

Maybe she's right. I didn't help things at all. In fact, I probably made things worse.

"Turn around." Is all I say to Hanna.

"What?" She questions, seeing as how we are halfway home.

"I need to go back to her. Turn this thing around and step on it. I'll get my lawyer to figure out where she lives." I pick my phone up and dial the number. The phone rings once before my lawyer answers. "I need you to get me an address."

**

As soon as we pull up to a very small broken down looking house, I get out of the car. Hanna comes out as well, ready to protect me but I tell her it's okay.

"I'll only be a few minutes." She looks concerned but nods her head in approval. She knows I can take care of myself.

"Who was that girl?!" I hear that same voice I heard earlier. Do they live together? Is that her boyfriend? I never really thought about that at the time. But he also looks so much older than her. But either way, she deserves so much better than that low life.

"I told you, I never saw her before until earlier at my work." Alison's voice is shaky. She's scared of him.

"Why should I believe you?!" He screams loud, making me surprised the neighbors can't hear him screaming. I finally reach the door, not wanting to risk anything else happening. I knock on the door, getting ready to fight. "You are not to say a word if it's the cops."

Can he be any louder? Dumbass.

As soon as the door opens, he tries to shut it back but I stop it with my hand with little effort. "Might want to think twice about shutting the door in my face." I grit, giving him a warning look.

"So she is your fuck buddy. Since when did you start fucking girl-?" Before he can finish his sentence, I deck him right in the nose. His hands go over his more broken nose before I walk over to Alison. Her eyes are puffy from where she had been crying.

My eyes look her over to make sure she is okay. The moment my eyes land on the cut on her wrist, my blood starts to boil. I turn around to go beat the shit out of him, but Alison stops me. Her hand had grabbed mine. My heartbeat slows down when my eyes meet her worried ones.

"I'll go with you." She whispers, her voice shaky. "But you have to leave him alone."

**

On our way back to my house, Alison had fallen asleep crying against my shoulder. Even with tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes, she is beautiful. I don't think she could ever look bad. She's just naturally beautiful.

"We are here." Hanna says, pulling up to the house and putting the car in park. She turns around in her seat and looks from me to her. "How are we going to get her inside?"

"I'm going to carry her."

As soon as I manage to get Alison out of the car and into my arms without waking her up, Hanna closes the car door behind me. I slowly walk up to the house which Hanna goes before me so she can open the door. I silently thank her before taking Alison to my room.

I lay her body down on to the bed before pulling the blanket over her. She's a heavy sleeper considering all the noise Hanna made following behind me with her clumsy self.

It takes everything in me to not place my lips against her forehead. She's so adorable when she is sleeping. Her eye lashes flutter every once in a while.

"You can stop staring now." Hanna whispers, jokingly. I slap her on the arm before shoving her out of the room so she doesn't wake Alison up.

"I can't help it. She's beautiful." I smile, looking back at her. Turning my attention back on Hanna, she has a weird expression on her face as she studies me. "What?"

"Nothing." She shrugs her shoulders and tries to look innocent. I only roll my eyes at her. "Do you think she will stay?"

"I hope so." I respond, my eyes going back to Alison as she turns her body over to face the other way.