Ariel sat on the bench in the park, placing the envelope on her lap. "Show me your hand," Ariel told Dominik after she dipped the cotton stick into an antiseptic.
"Ahh," Dominik shrieked in pain and bit his bottom lip.
"Did you not think about pain while fighting with them?" Ariel angrily complained as she began dressing his wound. "Now, don't be a crybaby," she then scolded him.
Dominik gazed at her face with admiration. "I'm sorry, Ariel. I should not have stepped into that room the moment I saw those four faces." He still remembered how Liam's dirty eyes were on Ariel. Franklin, too, had dirty intentions in his mind toward Ariel.
"You don't have to be sorry. It was a business meeting. It's not your fault those perverts eyed on me. In fact, I'm happy that you took a stand for me.
