“DAMN it!” Tyron cursed repeatedly. Before he could even get close to Emilia, a man had slipped her a drugged drink.
He rushed over, River following close behind.
“Dude, what’s going on?” River asked, bewildered.
“That man put drugs in his drink and gave it to my wife! Damn it! I’m going to kill that guy!” Tyron said fiercely, taking large strides toward Emilia, who was now continuing to dance, clearly intoxicated.
“Damn it!” He shoved aside the people around them and pushed the man who had given Emilia the drugged drink. He punched him in the jaw. His vision blurred.
“What the f**k is wrong with you, man?!” the man asked, surprised by Tyron's actions and clutching his jaw.
Tyron then embraced Emilia.
“f**k you! I saw what you did! You had some bad plan for my wife? f**k you!” Tyro
