I gasped in shock and saw at him in horror. “Zanvil listen to me..” I tried to say while helping Scott to stand up. But he took hold of my elbow in a painfully tight grip and made me face him. My face showed pain because of his grip. I saw at him with teary eyes.
His face was showing no emotions in it. He was pissed beyond his limits. “Did I again ruin your sweet time?” he asked me in his cold voice with a bitter smirk plastered on his lips.
In a voice which was enough for me to run away from his hold and hide somewhere very far away from him and at the same time made my body go stiff.
I saw Scott was trying to get up from the floor. “Sir try..” he didn't let him finish because before he could speak anything else Zanvil punched on his face again. Blood started coming from his nose.
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