Ten flailed and he refused to stay down, he could feel the breeze slowly disappear and he kept screaming, kept kicking his legs wildly and occasionally catching Hobi's seat as he did. He didn't care how it looked, he just cared if he got out of here. Stupid, useless driver. Where the fuck was he? Where were his guards? They were waiting outside the club, didn't they notice anything was wrong.

Breathing heavily through his nose, he tried to wriggle out from Tae's grip.