Evzen went to the lounge and saw Damien there with a scowl plastered over his face, burning with the desire to tear his skin for being so ruthless while he paid no heed to him and motioned his men to take Armella who was lost in the bottomless pits of terror, gasping for her air under the ambience of his presence which deprives her energy, leaving her as an empty vessel to follow instruction manipulated by fright.
Damien’s eyes fell upon Armella as was about to rush to her side, “Mella.” His anger vanished and was repealed with vexation as Armella had a cloth covering her mouth while being held by two men holding her arms, tearing streaming down her face, calling Damien from the muffled sound with a sudden spark of encouragement, she tried to struggled but it faded the moment she made an
