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No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.

again with the expectant expression. Fuck.

A random act of violence. Fuck that.

Mercile Industries was a drug research and development company that would do anything to make a buck. She watched 416 cautiously as she allowed her gaze to roam over his naked body. His back rose and fell with his breathing but besides blinking, he didn’t otherwise move. She noticed a red mark on his side. With his arms stretched upward she could see it clearly. Ellie hesitated. He could kill her if he broke a chain.

Right… XXX

Hawk threw him to the ground, sinking his teeth into his shoulder before tossing him like discarded prey. The walls cracked as Hawk’s claws raked through them, the destruction wild and unrelenting. Furniture splintered beneath his weight, debris raining down as the basement transformed into a war zone. The once-smug laughter of his tormentors gave way to panicked shouts and the frantic clatter of boots scrambling for any exit. Hawk moved through the chaos like a force of nature, every swing of his massive arms sending bodies and debris flying. The primal satisfaction of their fear only fueled him further.

They quickly stood up, instinctively retreating to secure themselves from Zack’s uncontrolled outburst. Zack raged fiercely, his emotions boiling over, indifferent to the chaos he was causing around him. The table shook under the impact, and scattered papers flew into the air. His face was flushed with anger, eyes wild, as he expressed every ounce of frustration that had built up within him. The atmosphere shifted dramatically; it was no longer just a confrontation about decisions made for him, but an explosive display of raw emotion.

Her eyes start to glisten as the news sinks in Fuck

Fucking bastard! ****