Devon:
I am rarely one to use violence, that’s simply Xavier’s personality, but staring at this motherfucker’s face, I want to snap his face apart.
With one free hand, I yank him away from Arya and send him spiraling towards the floor. I look at Arya, her face is a plain sheet of red and she’s trembling. f**k him.
Kevin shakes his head and hurriedly rises to his floor; I am keeping my self-restraint from breaking every bone in his body. “Mr. Brookes, what are you doing here?” His voice is cool, maybe even pleading.
“I can’t watch you harass my girlfriend, now can I?” He should be lucky I am not in a bad mood, just one call, and Xavier will have his men teach this man a lesson he won’t forget.
“You got it all wrong.” He says, there’s a cut on one side of his lips, “She slapped me hard
