I'll Have My Fill

Henry hummed. He was about to say something else when his phone started ringing.

Emily was calling him.

Muffled noises could be heard as soon as he picked up.

“Let me go. I want to go home.” Emily demanded weakly.

“What do you mean ‘go home“? Look at how pretty Estelle Hotel is. Let’s keep drinking there.” Micheal cackled.

“You can go alone. Piss off.”

“Fucking slut! You better appreciate the chance I’m giving you. You don’t have a say in this. You’re drinking tonight. Get in!”

As the phone fell to the floor, the cursing became softer until it completely faded away.

Henry’s face darkened immediately, and the air around him became unbelievably cold.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Brown?” Peter shivered.

A loud slap rang out as Henry struck Peter across the face, causing the latter to fall to the floor. “You motherfucker! You better hope your son didn’t make a mistake, or I’ll destroy your entire family!” Henry opened the door and dashed out.

“Huh?” Peter covered his cheek with a hand, d
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