35- Daniel

(Meanwhile in Turkey)

It was a typical luxurious bedroom with a typical Turkish touch. The Turkish rugs were laid on the floor and the whole room was done in black and gold.

Though it was past midnight but instead of lights, the owners preferred to go with scented candles. The candle touch was making the bedroom look dreamy and romantic.

Julia Aaron was drinking her wine when her eyes caught the scene on TV.

"Honey!" She shouted while raising the TV volume, "Isn't he your friend, Rafael Wyatt? Look he was fighting in some bar."

A tall attractive man who had chocolate brown skin with intense blue eyes came out of the bathroom wearing a towel around his waist.

"Yes. It’s him. What is it? A movie shoot? Rafael had given up on movies a few years back."

“No. It doesn’t seem like a movie shoot.” Julia threw the remote beside her, “It looks like someone made the video viral. He is fighting…” she narrowed her eyes and watched carefully, “Honey. He is punching the poor guy.”

The channel was ta