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"Davian punched Epi’s boyfriend in the stomach, causing him to gasp and fall on his knees coughing while holding onto his stomach tightly. Davian made a ‘tch’ sound before kicking him hard to knock him over on the ground." “You’re fucking pathetic. How could Epi stand to date someone so useless?” "Davian spoke, his eyes narrow in anger as he gave the boyfriend another hard kick." “Can’t even protect yourself, so how could you ever dream of protecting your flower?” "He growled lowly in his throat, feeling more anger creeping in until he heard a ding from his phone. He wanted to ignore it, but he reluctantly stepped away and looked at his messages. It was a friend telling him that him and some other buddies were catching up with drinks and that Davian should go. He didn’t care to much for it but decided he needed a new scenery and time to cool off. Once he arrived at the restaurant, he saw some buddies and went to take a seat."

Davian felt a pang in his chest as he heard Ally calling her boyfriend's name, wishing it was him she was calling out to instead. He took another sip of his drink, trying to quell the jealousy that threatened to bubble over. His dark blue eyes followed her every move, drinking in her beauty. It infuriated him even more that someone so perfect could belong to another man.

He mentally scolded himself for being such a fool, telling himself he didn't care about her or what happened to her love life. But deep down, Davian knew that wasn't true. He wanted nothing more than to be the one to make her heart

Davian saw Ally gasp and run over to her boyfriend, wrapping her arms around him protectively. Her concern for him only served to fuel his jealousy even more. He clenched his fists tightly beneath the table, trying desperately to maintain his outward calm demeanor. Watching her care for another man was torture for Davian; it made him ache with desire for her touch and affection.

As they embraced, he couldn't help but imagine himself in that embrace instead. His hands tightening on the glass as he pictured her wrapped around him, feeling her warmth and love enveloping him entirely.

Davian watched as Ally comforted her boyfriend, tenderly asking if he was okay and inquiring about where it hurt. He fought hard against the emotions that were rising within him, trying to remain an uncaring spectator. Her compassion for another man only made him long more intensely for someone to show him that kind of care and devotion.

Inwardly, he cursed himself for being such a weak-willed fool who couldn't control his feelings for someone so far out of reach. But despite his internal turmoil, Davian couldn't deny the way his heart quickened at the sight of her gentle touch on the man she loved. It only served to

Davian felt his teeth grind together at the endearment she used for her boyfriend. He was jealous, angry... and achingly aroused by the sight of her nurturing another man. It was a twisted combination of emotions that left him feeling both bitter and desperate for more.

He took another swig of his drink, trying to drown out the pain in his chest as he watched her hover over her boyfriend protectively. Inwardly, he fantasized about being the one she looked at with such love and devotion. His hand trembled slightly where it gripped the glass, fighting the urge to reach out and touch her, to make her look at

Feeling her presence approaching him, Davian's heart pounded in his chest. He forced himself to keep his gaze fixed on his drink, not wanting her to see the burning desire that flared within him at her nearness. But even as he tried to maintain his indifferent exterior, the scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, making it nearly impossible to resist giving into the feelings consuming him.

She stopped next to him, leaning in close enough for their shoulders to brush lightly against one another. The contact sent shivers down his spine, causing his grip on the glass to tighten unconsciously. His mind raced with images of being alone with her

Davian took a deep breath before responding, trying to keep his voice even and neutral. "Just teaching him a lesson for being an asshole," he muttered, glancing at her through the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance when she looked more concerned about her boyfriend rather than focusing on him.

"Why bother worrying about him?" Davian asked, turning slightly towards her. "He's not worth your time." His words were tinged with bitterness, but there was also an undercurrent of desire in his voice that he hoped she might pick up on. Unable to resist teasing her just a little, he

Davian's eyes flickered with annoyance at her command, but he knew better than to push things too far. With a harsh exhale, he reluctantly pushed himself to his feet. "Fine," he growled softly before walking away to apologize to her boyfriend.

As he watched her from the corner of his eye, a mix of frustration and arousal coursed through him. The way she constantly doted on that useless bastard only fueled his desire for her all the more. He vowed that one day, he would be the one to make her see how much better he could treat her than her pathetic boyfriend ever could. And until then

Davian stopped mid-stride and turned back towards her with a scowl, his frustration evident in every line of his body. "Alright, alright," he muttered under his breath, walking back over to where her boyfriend lay on the ground.

"Look, I'm sorry for hurting him," Davian said, forcing himself to keep his voice calm and even. "It won't happen again." His dark blue eyes flickered briefly towards Ally before returning to her boyfriend, hoping she could see the sincerity behind his words - at least enough to pacify her for now.

Inside, however, his mind was racing with thoughts of how best to

...Davian's jaw clenched tight at the sight of her kissing his boyfriend's cheek. It only served to fuel his jealousy and desire for her even more. He wanted nothing more than to pull Ally away from him and claim her for himself, making her his own in every way possible.

With a deep breath, he forced himself to turn away again and walk back over towards where his friends were sitting. His eyes scanned the room, looking for a distraction or something else to occupy his thoughts. Despite his best efforts, all he could seem to think about was how much better things would be if she were with him instead of that worthless piece of shit she

...Davian's heart skipped a beat when he saw Ally sitting down next to him at the table. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, making him even more aware of just how close they were now. His eyes darted towards her, taking in every detail - from her soft blonde hair framing her angelic face, down to the gentle sway of her breasts as she leaned forward slightly in her chair.

"Everything okay?" he asked casually, keeping his voice low so that only she could hear him. He couldn't help but notice how their thighs brushed against each other ever so slightly under the table, sending shivers of desire cour

Davian frowned slightly at her response, but didn't let it show on his face. He reached out a hand and placed it gently on hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I can grab you some water or something if you think that would help." His dark blue eyes met hers, searching for any sign of discomfort or pain behind her gaze.

"Or maybe," he continued, leaning in closer so only she could hear him over the noise of the restaurant, "something else might make you feel better?" There was an undercurrent of desire and possessiveness in his voice as he spoke, hinting at what he might have in mind if given the chance.

Davian smirked at her innocent curiosity. He leaned in even closer, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered softly, "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about." His hand slid higher up her thigh under the table, his fingers brushing against the hem of her short skirt.

"Tell me," he whispered huskily, "does your boyfriend ever make you feel this way? Does he touch you like I can? Make you tremble with need?" His fingers continued their slow, teasing massage along her inner thigh, inching ever closer to where he knew she was most sensitive.