6 CHAPTER 6

Amelia looked at me worriedly, I understand her, the man who was knocking on the door is part of a gang. But does it matter? No, if I let fear speak louder now and don't fight it, my two years of hellish training with my grandfather will be lost.

"Do you have any idea what you're talking about? Fight? Have you lost track?"

"Don't worry and trust me. By the way, this is a great opportunity to show you what I'm capable of, and erase any doubts you have about me protecting you and your daughter."

Amelia hesitated but went to the door when she saw the confidence in my eyes. When it was opened, the first thing the man did was slap her across the face.

"Why did you take so long to open the door?"

Amelia went down with the heavy slap. When I saw this scene, I felt the blood rise in my head, it had been a long time since I felt this feeling, anger. The bald son of a bitch dared to hit my future woman.

"Um!? Who is this boy?"

The man noticed me. He was a tall man with shaved hair, a tattoo on his neck and a scar in the middle of his forehead.

He started walking towards me with a smile on his face.

"Hey boy. Did you come after this bitch's services? If so, you should negotiate..."

Before he's done speaking, I reach out and quickly punch him in the face, hitting him in the nose. After the blow, he runs a hand over his nose, sees some blood and looks at me confused.

Before he has time to even think about what happened, I quickly move and land a series of punches.

Two right jabs, one left jabs and four alternate punches to the ribs. The man tries to grab my head with both hands, but I dodge and end the sequence with a right hook to the middle of his chin.

The bald man staggers and falls almost unconscious. I look at Amelia, her reaction reminds me of Tiffany's, she doesn't seem to believe what she sees.

"Amelia." I bring her back to reality.

"Hi?"

"Pack a suitcase with your clothes and Tiffany's, I'll take you to a safe place."

Amelia, following my orders, quickly gets up and goes to her room to pack. When she leaves, I look around and see a notepad on the table, and I find a pen.

I took the pad and wrote my contact number on it, I looked at the man on the floor, he was regaining consciousness. I walked over to him and grabbed him by the neck.

"Hey you shit. This is my contact number, give it to your boss." I say and stuff it in my shirt pocket.

"O…my boss will…kill you."

"Ooh~ what a fear."

"I finished." Amelia said out of nowhere.

I looked at her and saw two backpacks, one in each hand. She was very fast.

"Amelia, can you wait for me outside? I have something to talk to this guy."

"Fine, but…don't be too long, someone else can come."

She says and leaves.

"I don't...have...nothing to talk...to you." My hand is squeezing his neck, making it difficult for him to speak.

"But I do. Look at this hand of mine, it's called conversation."

"Hmm!?"

So, we started the conversation. One, two, three, four and so on, I lost count of how many times I hit him in the face. The result was a face covered in blood and bruises. Also, two of his teeth flew across the room.

After he lost consciousness, I left and found Amelia waiting for me.

"Let me take the backpacks." I hold out my hand.

"Is your hand okay?" she asks me when she sees the bruises on my hand.

"Oh yeah. You know, right? The only way to deal with people like him is to show who's at the top of the food chain."

"I understand."

Obviously she understands. Amelia is someone weak and fragile, a prey in this jungle called society.

Wasting no more time, we descended the stairs and got into the taxi. When I arrived, I told the driver to wait for me.

On the way to the building, Amelia asked me a few things, especially how I met Tiffany. I told the truth, that we are classmates, told about how Josh used her to trick me and why I decided to help her. I made it clear that it wasn't out of pity.

Upon arriving at the apartment, all the lights were off. I started looking in all the rooms, in one of them, Tiffany was sleeping. She probably lay down to wait for her mother to arrive, but ended up falling asleep.

After checking to see if she was here, I grabbed some skin cream from the bathroom and went into the living room, where Amelia was sitting on the couch.

"Here, let me pass this." I said.

"What?"

"Your face is red."

The bald man slapped Amelia so hard her face was still red. I put some cream on my fingertips and rubbed it across her cheek, when she felt my touch her face turned red with embarrassment.

"Some problem?"

"No, it's just…this is the first time in a long while I've felt a gentle touch from a man."

"Hmm."

Amelia shivered at the feel of my hand stroking her head, I don't know why, but I felt the need to do it.

"I'm going to take a shower in the upstairs bathroom. There's one on this floor you can use."

"OK."

I went upstairs to the bathroom and turned on the tap to fill the tub. Right now, I just want to relax, so I decided to get into the hot water instead of using the shower.

After five minutes, the bathroom door opened. I looked over and saw Amelia wrapped in a towel.

"What are you doing?"

"You said you would make me yours, right?"

"Right."

"So, I came to give myself to you."

"Um, you've only known me for a short time, so why?"

I was planning to try something out with Amelia after solving all the issues.

"Even if it's for a selfish reason, you were the only one willing to help me and my daughter, even if you can't solve our problem, I would still be grateful to you."

"I understand."

"Would you grant my wish?"

"Depends on the desire?"

"Can you love me, even for one night?"

Amelia said and dropped the towel. I watched her privates, first the pink nipple of her breasts, then I looked at her pussy. I noticed two things, a piercing and a tattoo.

The tattoo said 'Semen Deposit' with an arrow pointing to her pussy.

I sighed.

"Between here." I told her to get in the bathtub.

Amelia slowly approached and settled between my legs. Her round white ass grazed my cock, waking it up.

I kissed her neck and moved my hand toward her pussy, Amelia let out a breath when she felt my finger touch her clit.

Suddenly, I felt something squeeze my son. Amelia surreptitiously moved her arm and grabbed my cock.

"Looks like someone is excited."

"Well, it's your fault."

Amelia turned her body towards and placed her lips to mine. With this kiss, a long, lust-filled night had begun.