Mia's POV:
“Yo, Hernandez, back the fck up!” Chloe was suddenly in front of me, shoving the bigger man backward like was weighing nothing. She pointed her manicured fingers in a threatening manner at him.
“Come on now, I just want to play with the pretty lady,” Hernandez said, smirking. But, he took a step back.
“Unless you want to play with Armani’s bullets, I suggest you leave the ‘pretty lady.’ She’s off limits.” She told him. “You hear that? The woman is off limits.”
She grabbed my hand and began to walk away. “Fcktards.” She cussed. She didn't let go of me until we were near the entrance of her apartment block. Then, she switched up on me. “What are you doing here? I thought I said we were done.”
“Chloe, listen to me. I'm trying to help you.” I said.
“Did I say I needed help?” s
