Tamara POV.
"Hey, kid!" The guard grabs my shoulder when I follow Jonas.
But before I reacted, Jonas was already at my side, removing the hand of the guard on me.
"How dare you touch my woman!" Jonas made a remarked and twisted the hands of the guard.
"Ah!" The guard groans in excruciating pain. But Jonas did not hear anything because he continued to twist the hand of the guard until I listened to the crack of a broken bone.
I ignored his declaration of me being his woman and explained to him, "Jonas, stop this! What if our parents are not here? You will be in trouble!" I say while removing his hand from the guard, who is now kneeling because of the pain.
"Don't follow us, or else you'll lose your hand!" Jonas threatened and walked towards the house.
"You can let me go, and may I remind you that I don't need your protection. I am capable of taking care of myself," I state while pulling my arms with his grip.
