THIRD PERSON'S POV
Maverick stepped forward.
"Mike and Nick," He said two names.
He wanted to know what the guys looked like who dared to touch his woman.
The two guys didn't even dare to breathe out of fear, but the guards, who immediately looked at their leaders, gave them away.
Maverick recognized the look in their eyes and looked at the two guys who were standing at the side, his red eyes turning a shade darker.
"So you are the ones who dared to touch my woman," Maverick whispered more to himself than to them.
Mike and Nick widened their eyes.
"Y-your woman? B-but, sir, that's... Our leader said that she belonged to him and --"
"And it gave you the right to touch her? I saw helplessness in her eyes for the first time since I met her. I saw her lively eyes turning into lifeless crystals, which were humiliated, and I will bring that life back into her eyes even if I have to paint her red with your blood," Maverick looked at the guys.