My office

Hiro stared at Marcus. On the surface he seemed to be composed, but I noticed that something in his eyes became darker. He walked to me, and took my hand, the one Marcus grabbed earlier. He held it and examined my wrist, then he looked at Marcus.

“If you touch her hand again, I will break your arm,” he stated without changing the composed tone of his voice.

Marcus stared back at him curiously and smirked a little hesitantly. It looked like he was quite surprised with Hiro's reaction. Hiro glared at him more intensively.

“If you touch any other part of her body, I will break your neck… friend,” he sneered with the most terrifying expression I had seen on his face.

Any traces of a smile disappeared from Marcus's face, he sat silently gazing at Hiro in cold disbelieve. Hiro kept his glare at him for couple more seconds, then he gently grabbed my hand pulling me up from my seat.

“Let's go,” he commanded, leadi