Fun interrupted.

Baited and out of breath Max tried to resist but couldn't. She automatically obeyed Alec's command to get up off the pool table and get back to it. She cringed as she heard money being pushed into the coin slot and the pool balls releasing. She watched as the half-**** Irish looking man with muttered, stringy black hair and a scruffy beard handed Alec $50.

The man half walked, half fell up to the pool table and bent over to open the game. As he was about to shoot the bar went uncommonly quiet and both Max and Alec turned to see what the cause of the unsettling commotion was. The crowd parted and several men walked through: All of them heavily tattooed with metal piercing and odd enhancements surgically added to their bodies.

Shit, Max thought, Steelheads.

"Lookie what we got here," one off them said eyeing Max. His eyes roved over her naked, sculpted, sweat-kissed body.

"Back off fellas, this is private entertainment," Alec said turning to them.

"As right," added the guy who was about to play Max, "I got-"

"Aaackkk!" he choked as the Steelhead gripped his throat with a metallic hand and then bashed his head into a beer jug on the bar knocking him out. He then turned to Alec.

"Watta yer gonna do pretty-boy," Step the fuck off. Coz me and my boys got word of this little hussy and her pimp that was doing bin'ess in our hood. So we gonna take this bitch and put her to work; after she services the boss, ya know what I'm sayin?"

Alec smiled at the taller man, "You really don't want to interfere here, pal."

For Alec it was like everything was happening in slow motion, giving him all the time in the world to react as the man tried to punch him. He ducked and hit him in the gut; the overwhelming **** of the impact more than enough for the thug to cave in and crumble on the ground in a breathless groan. Next Alec lunged his foot into the Steelhead behind the leader sending him flying and crashing into the bar counter.

Max looked as two thugs came for her. She ran toward one and jumped then caught his head between her thighs and using her bodyweight, swung herself and threw him on his back. She got up just in time to catch the incoming hook of the other goon, then hit him hard thru the face. Max next spun around and kicked two more Steelheads simultaneously before flipping and kicking another beneath his chin, taking him off his feet.

Then it happened: She charged another, and in his cowardice he yelled at her to stop, covering his face. When the shot didn't land he opened his eyes to see Max?s hand frozen inches in front of his face.

Alec- who had heard the scream- zoned out of the fight and now gawked at Max who just stood there obeying the unintended order"

Next, a bottle smashed over his head taking him out of the game.

The Steelheads took advantage of the situation grabbing Max with a convenient, "Les move bitch," leaving the bar leaving her no option but to obey.

Five minutes later Alec got up groaning

"Shit," he swore looking around at the wrecked bar that was testament to the aftermath of what had happened-

"You really fucked up this time Alec."

He got off the floor and tried to pick up Max's trail.