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A man with less pride would probably be able to admit that this entire thing was his fault. Granted, a man with less pride probably wouldn’t have done what (or rather, who) he did in the first place. Either way, none of that information did much to appease Alexander as he sat in his usual booth at his usual club, watching some neanderthal with his groping paws all over Belle. Now, Alexander may have spent the last few days avoiding her, spending his time with a new plaything to prove (to himself) that the blonde meant nothing - but that didn’t mean he was pleased to see her dangling all over someone else. To his credit, he’d tried to ignore them; ignore the man’s hands gripping at her hips, ignore her grinding her perky and perfect little ass against him, and ignore the shy and sultry little smile on her lips - that Alexander recognized all too well. For a while, he was doing good, focusing most of his attention on the girl in the booth with him instead of the girl on the dance floor. But when he caught sight of them heading towards the back - where Alexander knew there was a hallway that lead to the back alley where he had taken Belle plenty of times. The idea of what was probably about to happen in that alley had Alexander standing up before he even thought it through fully. “Excuse me.” he dismissed the other girl with a wave of his hand. As soon as he was in the hall and out of eyesight, his speed got him to the back door in the blink of an eye. A moment later, he was in the alley, and then he saw them. Well, he could smell Belle’s familiar and intoxicating scent, but all he could see was the neanderthal crowding her against the wall while she let out a breathy little giggle. Rage hit and he acted without thinking. Crossing the alley in less than a second, Alexander gripped the man’s shirt before his hand closed around his throat, taking another mere second to have him pinned to the wall. Alexander was more than aware that just a hair more pressure and he could cut off his airway; a little more than that and he could snap his neck like a twig.