As the first snap of his finger reverberated in the air, it was filled with sounds of gun c*****g as Malfoy’s subordinates pulled their trigger- ready to shoot at one word from their boss. The silent night on the seaside was now filled with men, trying to sort out a simple problem.
"Raise your hand!"
Roy immediately stopped moving and stood his ground, with his hands raised in the air. Following his suite, the remaining three men who had come with him did the same. They could not bear the consequences of acting otherwise in this situation.
“What’s the meaning of this?” Roy continued his act of a ‘client’ who had come there on business with Malfoy. “Is this how the great Zacon family treats its esteemed guests?”
He scrunched his entire face as he looked at the gun that was being pointe
