Hundred and Thirty-Eight.

Lyon smirked, he knew that he hadn’t put Michael through anything and if anyone had gone through hell because of someone that would be him because of Michael.

“Bold of you to assume you have the right to come to me and say that after the hell you put me through.” Lyon sneered.

Power was traveling through his being, making his veins pulsate as his heart throbbed and without warning, he launched a powerful attack.

Michael was caught by surprise when Lyon’s fist came in contact with his face. He staggered, unable to keep on standing.

Lyon’s breath became heavy as he hovered over Michael. He had been waiting for the perfect moment to get his revenge but he had none.

He didn’t want to be like Michael so he made him go Scot free after everything he had put him through but there’s no way he’s letting him go now.

“You didn’t just almost kill me, Michael,” Lyon started as he lifted Michael up in the air with his shirt and flung him so far down the alley that the sound of Michael crashing into
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