I didn't say anything, but just dragged her outside,made her sit on the passenger seat, ignoring her shouts, and drove.

Yes, people watched us from how loud she shouted, but who cared?

My fingers were tight on the steering wheel, knuckles stiff, and my jaw ached from how hard I was clenching it. I couldn't stop the scene playing in my head, again and again, that he was touching her. His hand were on her body. Her lips were parted open for her. Her dress were falling off her beautiful breast. ...