"What are you talking about? She is no Juliette that you know. She is my fiancée and her name is Ivona, not Juliette that you are thinking off. So, let her go," he seemed to control his rage as he talked as calmly as he could.
"What?" The strange man tightened his grip even further blocking the air out of my lungs.
"Fiancée? Ivona? Juliette what is all this?" He asked and I tried my best to push him.
"Look. You're hurting my fiancée so let her go right now before I call the security," Alex threatened to which the strange huffed in response.
"You call my wife your fiancée one more time and I'll rip your throat right over here and bury you right here in my property," the stranger threatened and as I realized the hotel was his property the color seemed to drain off my face.
"Oh! So this is your property. No wonder you have the guts to behave like this with me. You have no idea who I am," Alex took his phone out as he glared towards the stranger.