Darius raised an eyebrow at the bruise and put an arm around Erin’s shoulder. Then, he stepped on Vic and said, “I intended to let you off the hook, but it seems you don’t think that’s necessary. Perhaps you’ll only be satisfied when you’re lifeless and carried out in a body bag.”

Vic’s eyes widened at Darius’ words, but there wasn’t a trace of hesitation in his tone when he roared, “That’s enough! Do you realize how unreasonable you sound? I was just interested in the beautiful woman in your arms and wanted to take her home with me, yet you want to take my life! That’s extremely unfair!”

Darius smiled, but the crowd shuddered at its iciness. He applied pressure on his foot, stopping when he heard a bone snap. Vic lay on the ground, looking ashen because of the pain. However, he couldn’t make a sound; something seemed lodged in his throat!

Darius looked at him scornfully, then turned to the security guard. “Are you linked to West Atlantics Int’l in any way?”

The security guard paled a