Klaus. Rage flowed through my body as I walked back to the club, I couldn't understand why I was so angry, but I felt I needed to punch something or someone to ease the rage brewing within me. Thinking about it, where the f**k was Drake? I had specifically asked him to keep an eye on Catherine, and he had failed to do that. I had just entered the club when I noticed that those two bastards who were seating and talking with her were still inside the club, dancing with other bitches now. The fact that they had even dared to sit and talk with my woman irked me so much that I didn't know when I got to where the bastards were and started punching them both until they were bleeding from their nostrils. if not for the intervention of some of my men, one or both men would have f*****g di