Author's POV
…Hours Later…
? Greg's Mansion ?
GREG was mad at all his burly guards. What use were they, if they can't secure his estate properly?
He hated the fact that Gianna was hurt.
"Who is the leading security for today?", he retorted angrily, making his men to quiver slightly.
"It's Charles master!", they uttered, head bent over to the floor, not daring to meet his dangerous eyes.
"Where is Charles?", He roared.
"At the dungeon master", they reported.
"She better be alright, or else you are all doomed!" He smacked angrily, glaring hard at them before heading towards the dungeon.
"Careful Greg, you are still not well", Lionel who strode behind him uttered.
He couldn't utter a word, as his mind was filled with anger, and a taste for blood. He could have gone rampage if not t
