One of Preston’sckeys finally found the courage to speak,
But the response he received was worse than cold.
“You demand an answer.
Alfie’s <b>eyes </b>cut straight through him like a razor. “Do you think the security cameras in my bar are just for show? If <b>that </b>fool hadn’t tried toy his hands on Ms Tilda, none of this would have happened.”
Before the man could reply, Alfie’s foot mmed into his chest.
The impactunched him backward. He hit the floor hard and rolled, clutching himself as screams tore from his throat.
The rest of them froze in ce.
Not a single one dared to even speak. Their hearts pounded so heavily they thought the sound might betray them.
Everyst one of them wanted to crawl into the floor and disappear. They prayed to God that Alfie had not noticed them.
They all knew how far Alfie’s power extended in Slosa. If he set his eyes on them, Preston’s protection would be worthless. <fn3b57> Latest content published on f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn3b57>
By sunrise, their families could be erased from the city as if they had never existed.
“Beautiful work, Alfie! That’s it, keep crushing them! Bastards came after my precious Tilda! Make them wish they were never born!”
Una’s voice rang out, sharp and cager. She hopped in ce, her fists iling like the paws of a yful but furious kitten, overjoyed to see justice carried out.
Alfie nced at her, and the faintest trace of a smirk tugged at his lips. His strikes grew sharper, every kickced with more fury<b>.. </b>
“Alfie?”
The crowd gawked in disbelief.
She had spoken his name with casual ease, as though he were some college buddy. And instead of bristling at the disrespect, Alfie seemed entertained.
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Whispers spread like wildfire. Curiosity churned in the air as eyes darted to Una.
She looked so young, hardly out of college, yet she spoke to the heir of the Woodward Group
without a shred of fear.
Tilda’s voice rang clear, smooth as ss. “Alfie, I need some hangover cure.”
Alfie turned his eyes to her, the weight of his gaze impossible to ignore. A small smile lifted his.
mouth. “Of course.”
He eased back a few paces, giving her the space she wanted.
Preston’s men stiffened, their faces drained of color. None of them could tell if Alfie was about to let them live or if he was setting them up for their end.
Then Tilda’s words cut the silence like a judge’s gavel.
“Stand up ande at me together. If you manage to beat me, we will forget all of this. But if you lose, no matter how badly you end up bleeding, you will have no one to me but yourselves.”
Tilda rolled her shoulders, her joints snapping with <b>a </b>crisp crack. Fire still churned through her body.
The alcohol in her veins and Preston’s vile touch had only stoked her rage.
If she didn’t burn it out now, it would smolder inside her all night.
“What
what did you just say?” one of them muttered.
The words barely left his lips before Tilda struck.
Her leg shot out and mmed into a man’s stomach.
His body lifted like a rag doll, flew across the floor, and smashed into a stack of tables thirty feet.
<b>away</b>.
He didn’t even get out a scream before his body went ck.
Alfie moved to Una’s side in one smooth step, his presence towering. His eyes glinted with frost. “If you don’t fight now, you’re already finished.”
That snapped theckeys awake. Their survival instincts roared inside them.
Their eyes hardened into feral res as they lunged at Tilda.
They either fought, or they perished.
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To them, she was only a woman.
If they won, maybe they could live. If they stood still, they were already dead.
Tilda spun, her heel whipping into one man’s jaw.
His body flew into another, sending both crashing down like toppled pins.
FIBRA
She snatched up a bottle from the table, and with one brutal swing, shattered it across another man’s skull.
ss burst like fireworks, spraying across the floor.
The brawl turned into a showcase of her wrath.
One by one, they copsed, broken bodies piling around her. Their groans vanished beneath the bass still thrumming faintly through the bar’s speakers.
When her fury finally drained, Tilda exhaled, her breath sharp but steady.
Una slipped from Alfie’s protective shadow and skipped toward Tilda. With a triumphant grin, she pulled a handkerchief from her purse and lifted it high. “Tilda, do you feel better now?”
Tilda wiped at her brow and gave a short nod.
“A little better.”
Then she drove her foot into Preston’s limp body.
“Take this worthless bastard and get him out of my sight in ten seconds.”
“Yes… yes!”
The survivors stumbled to their feet, their bodies aching and broken.
They dragged Preston’s dead weight across the floor, scraping together thest of their strength to flee the bar.
Only once they were gone did Alfie turn back to the women. “Are you both alright?”
Una crossed her arms, her lips pursed in frustration.
“We’re fine. Those idiots could never hurt our Tilda. But Alfie, you need to step up your security here.
“We came here to rx, not to get harassed. You can’t just let every random nobody wander in. You need to start checking who you let through those doors. This is supposed to be the best bar
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in Slosa<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Gasps rippled through the onlookers.
They could not believe their cars.
Una had just chewed out Alfie Woodward, the heir of the Woodward Group, as if he were sotte sloppy bouncer.
She had to be insane.
Yet Alfie only smiled, his expression softening with warmth.
“Alright. Whatever you say, I’ll handle it.”
He reached out and ruffled her hair gently, like a man spoiling the one person he could never refuse.
The crowd nearly fell apart.
<i>What </i>in God’s name are we watching here?
Have our eyes betrayed us?
Did the world change when <i>I </i>didn’t notice?
Alfie wasn’t just ignoring her disrespect.
He was indulging it, treating her words like gospel.
The men stared, dumbstruck.
Una wasn’t nearly as polished or striking as Tilda, but Alfie was clearly drawn to her.
The women seethed with envy. They would have traded their souls to stand where Una stood, even if itsted for just a single night with Alfie.
It was the only exnation. Una had to have saved the universe in another lifetime. Nothing else could exin why Alfie Woodward treated her with such tenderness.
Even Tilda’s eyes widened as she watched the two together.
<i>This </i>can’t <i>possibly </i><i>be </i><i>real</i>. <i>Could </i><i>it</i>?