Chapter 17: Hercules’ fan

Caramel sighed.

"I'm going to take very good care of you," he continued. "This guy doesn't deserve you a bit," he glanced at Grey. "He looked like a loser, and losers shouldn't be with girls as prettier as you," he explained proudly.

" What the fuck are you doing?" Grey was already boiling in rage.

The man turned to look at him. "You are not worthy of her and you know that. Perhaps you only want to snitch off her.

"Fine! That was the height of it!" Grey muttered as he stood up.

Before the man could blink, Grey's fist collided with his face and sent him reeling backward.

"What the fuck!" Everyone gasped around him, however, Grey wasn't done. He was fuming with rage as he moved nearer and pulled him up by his collar. There was blood on his nose already.

"What the fuck did you say I was? The likes of you need to be punished!" He muttered and ducked a blow in his stomach.

The man puffed out blood.

"What the fuck! He's going to kill him!" A voice yelled from the crowd and Grey finally