Mia collapses

"move!" Said a husky deep voice. Jansen glanced over his shoulder seeing Mark advancing to Mia. Mark arrived the resort in a red sleeveless shirt and a pair of black jeans. He arrived fifteen minutes ago, he glanced left and right in the hall looking tirelessly for Mia. He was hoping to speak to her before Juliet's party commences.

Jansen's brows creased feeling quite perplexed. He glanced at Mark attempting to hold Mia and he furiously yelled, "who the heck are you? What are you doing here? How dare you come close to my wife?"

"Your wife?" Mark chuckled, "it's funny how you yry to act as if you care or worry about her." He frowned upon him.

"Who are you? You have no right to meddle with me and my wife." Jansen springs to his feet.

Mark grabbed Mia off the floor. He walked past Jansen and he was walking away.

"Hey, what are you doing? Where are you going with my wife?" Jansen screeched.

Mark waddled farther in the hall, he held Mia firmly and he leaned her face on his chest. Her legs