Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Stumbling into trouble
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The man who bumped into Ariana, grabbed her by her wrist. He pulled her towards him, and she nearly saw stars because of his harsh actions.

He sounded angry with a touch of elegance. Why the hell these high-profile men were such fucking assholes? Why couldn’t they leave her alone? It was as if she had some old feud going on with them.

“You better——” the man began harshly but as soon as Ariana raised her head and looked at him the man sucked in a breath. He was simply blown away by the beauty of the woman who stood in front of him.

“Let go of me, Sir,” Ariana politely tried to get away from the man who was holding her hand without letting go of her.

She tried to pull her hand but because of the drug in her system, she couldn’t even stand up straight much less put any strength in her pull.

“You should let go of her,” the man’s friends tried to disengage him from her, but the man only tightened his grip on her wrist until Ariana could not help but wince.

“Let go of her, she might be someone influential given that she is here to attend the Nelson family’s banquet,” another man said to the triplets who were holding on to it.

Triplets, when did two other men join this messy situation?

Was it the alcohol?

“She is fucking drunk, what can she do?” The man holding Ariana jeered with a crude expression on his face. He pulled Ariana who stumbled towards him, “She might not even remember anything by tomorrow morning.”

“Let go me you, bastard!” Ariana cursed feeling annoyed when the man continued to drag her around like a rag doll.

The man, however, didn’t let go and continued to drag her along with him. This might be it, she might really die in this mansion tonight.

Ariana cursed herself again and again in her head for even thinking that everything would be fine when this mansion had brought nothing but tragedy to her life.

The fingers around her wrist, however, disappeared in a few seconds and she watched in complete horror as Nicolai drove his fist in the face of the man who was trying to drag her to a corner.

He nearly sent that man flying.

Drops of blood splattered all over his nose and mouth as the man coughed. However, Nicolai wasn’t done there, he pulled the man by his collar and punched him again.

Again and again until the man’s face was covered in blood and his knuckles were dyed in blood.

And when the man stumbled, Nicolai raised his foot and kicked the man in his abdomen.

“The fuck do you think you are doing to a drunk woman?” Nicolai questioned as he punched the man once again.

When the man heard his words he coughed a mouthful of blood and stated, “It’s not my fault. It’s hers, who asked her to roam around drunk. She is basically inviting men to do something to her.”

“You fucking psycho!” Nicolai rumbled as he attacked the man again.

Others tried to stop him by interfering in the fight, but he drove his fists in their faces as well. It was as if he was practising how many people he could punch in successive rounds.

He was in a frenzy.

Like he had gone crazy.

No. This man was crazy to begin with.

And yet instead of running away from him, Ariana stood where she was, a sense of relief washed over her as she saw the man hurling punches at the men who tried to harm her.

Even though he was covered in blood, Ariana did not find him terrifying.

He was here.

He came back for her.

Someone came back for her.

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Nicolai threw the man on the ground before raising his foot and kicking the other one down. Was he crazy? Yes.

He was diagnosed with level one crazy the day he was born.

Was he cruel? Another yes to that, but he was definitely not cruel enough to kill several preppy boys who didn’t even have the strength to withstand his punches.

And yet here he wanted and wished to bury these four men in the ground all because they dared to touch Ariana, and have thoughts that they shouldn’t be having about her.

When he was with her.

Yeah, he had the same thoughts about Ariana, but he was better than them. He would never do something to harm her. His courage only extended to the point where he had dirty thoughts and dreams about her but beyond that ——

He wouldn’t dare to do anything to her unless this woman said yes.

He did not hear her say fucking yes right now.

Which meant that these men had every intention of harming her.

However, none of that mattered at that moment because he was going to decorate their faces with the imprints of his knuckles. The man who was holding Ariana was now lying on the ground supporting a broken nose and jaw.

Another fucker seemed to have run away, but who the hell cared. He needed to bury the other two in the ground for the time being.

He punched and kicked them, revelling the sound of bones cracking and their screams echoing in the back garden of the Nelson mansion.

The adrenaline that rushed to his head was addicting. There was nothing more that he loved than teaching fuckers like their positions.

A storm brewed in his heart and he could no longer control the anger he was feeling at that moment.

Nicolai had very few people about whom he cared about and these people were his bottom line.

Maybe those men understood that their lives were in danger. Their assumptions were indeed correct. They grabbed each other and somehow dragged themselves away from Nicolai.

The four men fled from the scene.

They were limping and grunting. Nicolai could hear the grunts and curses of those men. Most probably they were threatening him with the police, but Nicolai didn’t give a fuck at that point.