Third person pov:
Logan burst through the door of Allison’s office, his breath hitching at the sight. JK was hovering right over her. Allison's clothes were perfectly intact, but JK was leaning down, pressing his lips against her neck to force a hickey.
"Don't you f*****g touch her!" Logan roared.
He rushed forward, gripping JK by the shirt and dragging him toward the corner effortlessly, handling him like he weighed nothing at all.
Watching from the side, Selena felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. She eagerly anticipated the moment Logan would turn on Allison with accusations. Looking over at Allison, who could barely keep her balance, Selena opened her mouth to fuel the fire with a taunt.
But Logan wasn't in the mood for anything she had to say.
He rained brutal punches down on
