Dominic's eyes were blazing red in fury.
The moment Ethan looked up from the floor and met his gaze, a chill ran down his spine.
That look – it was murderous.
Ethan swallowed hard. The words he was about to say died down in his throat. The urge to fight back disappeared as well.
Dominic continued shooting a deadly glare at him. He wanted nothing but to finish him right there.
One move. That was all it would take. But then, he heard Mila's weak whimper from behind. He immediately turned around and saw her in a messy state.
Her clothes were torn. Her skin was flushed unusually; her eyes were unfocused. It was clear she was drugged.
This realization only fueled his anger. He wished to beat Ethan until he bled to death. But Mila's condition alarmed him.
'I need to take her out of here. Now.'
Suppressing the storm inside his chest, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over Mila's trembling body, covering her exposed skin.
