Page 7 of Under His Watch

The three man holding down a woman and fucking her was not just. Not one goddamn bit.

I ran faster, oblivious to keeping guard. If they had another person looking out, I wouldn’t know it.

As red colored my vision and my heart raced with the adrenaline rush of impending violence, I stared at the gang rape and anticipated the sweet promise of making them regret it.

“Hey. Hey!” The man fucking her ass noticed me first. His sick grin shifted into a scowl of confusion. Then he glared with anger. “Fuck off, man.”

My fist landed on his face, cutting off his orders. I punched him so hard that he flew back, slamming to the pavement.

“Whoa. Dude?—”

I kicked the other man from behind, preventing him from finishing his words. He’d been fucking her from the front, sandwiching the terrified blonde. With his legs splayed apart, his balls were exposed and vulnerable. I slammed my shoe between his legs, smashing him where he was most vulnerable in the middle of the act.

He was too slow to fall. I grabbed him as he cried out and doubled over, wrenching him off the woman.

Her big blue eyes widened at me. Behind the tears, she stared at me with horror.

If I weren’t consumed with rage, I might have slowed down enough to realize she feared me asanotherman to rape her, but that wasn’t the case. “I won’t hurt you,” I told her as I turned to the third man.

He was still in the process of pulling his pants up, clumsy with trying to stow his wet dick inside and zip up. It seemed he’d already had his turn.

“Fuck you. Just fuck off, dude. Nothing to see here,” he said with a bravado that wouldn’t hold up once I reached him.

Grabbing his hair, I slammed his head down to my knee. Once. Twice.

Crack.

There it was. With his nose smashed in, blood spurting out fast, I spun him. Still holding his hair, I cinched the strands tighter, damn near scalping him with the hold. “Nothing to see?” I punched him directly in both of his eyes. “Yeah. Nothing to see.” I’d be shocked if he wasn’t blind after that.

I let the man drop to his knees, glad that my back blocked the woman’s view. She was sobbing, heaving for air past the fabric they’d tied around her mouth. Already violated and terrified, I didn’t need her to witness my wrath.

Before the other two men could run away, staggering on their knees from my hits, I pulled out my phone and took pictures of them both. They escaped, fleeing quickly, but I wasn’t done with them. I’d only begun to exact my vengeance.

After I helped this woman to safety, I’d find them and finish the lesson of what happened when they preyed on someone weaker.

“I won’t hurt you,” I repeated to the woman lying on the pavement. She shook, crying and scrambling to get away, and my heart ached at what she’d suffered.

I didn’t know who she was. I didn’t know where she came from. But she sure as hell hadn’t deserved this.

I crouched lower to help her, keeping my hands up and letting her see that I wasn’t trying to hurt her. My shoe slipped as I stepped on her ripped, bloody panties, and my rage intensified. She was wounded, by them or otherwise, and my instinct to help kicked in.

“Let me help you.”

She sobbed harder, shaking her head as I reached out and pulled her skirt back down.

Her hands were bloodied and scraped. So were her knees. Blood streaked down her inner thighs, and that sight promised those men’s deaths.

They’d taken her virginity in the worst fucking way possible.

“I will help you,” I vowed.

I didn’t know what convinced her. Maybe she’d simply given in, so scared that she couldn’t fight back.

How?I struggled to concentrate after the rush of intervening and stopping those men.

Fuck. I didn’t know what else to do with her so broken and bloody. If anyone else came close, they’d assume I’d done this. That I’d raped her. Calling the cops was out of the question. I was a Mafia prince, a wanted man. I didn’t work with the law, but I had to help this woman.

“Let me help you.” I reached out to scoop her into my arms, and I carried her to my car. She cried, sobbing and fighting to get free, but I held her close until I got her to my car.

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