Adriano Di Lauro

'Damn it! She found out a way of going to the meeting.

I arrive at the place and I immediately get down to burst in without paying attention to anything else than my wife.

"Cassandra!"

I find her standing, nailed to the ground and...

Rage shakes my body from head to toe until I feel spasms of pain when I see the American place his hands on my wife's delicate skin. The metal that covers my appearance vibrates and the beast inside me escapes.

Killer instincts take control of my body, propelling me toward them in a hurry.

"Get your hands off my wife!"

I land a punch that knocks him to the ground, taking a table with him.

I kick him before he gets up and hits me in the stomach.

Then I bring his back against the wall and slam my knuckles into his jaw. He may match me in strength, but not in rage, and a raging beast is unmatched.

With an unexpected movement I fall on a table, however, I compose myself in time to prevent his next attack, kicking him in stomach and then he