Dominic felt a surge of fire blaze through him, his fist clenching at his sides.
"Come on, beauties," one of them slurred, blocking their path. "Why leave so early?"
Another stepped close to Mila, grinning. "You are a real beauty." He reached out and caressed her cheek.
Mila slapped his hand away.
"Feisty," he smirked. "I like that."
Lara tried to move past. "Move."
The third one laughed. "Don't be like this. Come with us. We can keep you company."
The second man suddenly grabbed Mila's wrist. "Let's go somewhere more private. We'll make sure you have fun."
Mila swayed, but she jerked his hand away. "Don't touch me."
When Dominic saw the scene, his blood exploded. 'I'll kill them all.'
He took a step forward. A hand clamped firmly around his arm and pulled him back.
Dominic turned his head sharply and saw Lucas. A dark scowl appeared on his brow.
"You? What are you doing here? I told you take that guy away."
