Chapter Twenty Five

Liam

He stormed toward the gym. He threw away the t-shirt over his head. He started to punch and kicked on the punching bag. He wanted to bring out ire and frustration. So she couldn't stutter with fear from him.

" You need to calm down, brother. " Danil said from behind. Who was already working out in the gym and watching his brother calmly with a smirk?

He ignored him. He grabbed all his frustration, anger in his fist and punched it so brutally. The punching bag broke from its hold and slid on the floor.

" Is it about Rose? " He looked concerned.

" I hate to see the fear in her eyes

From me. " He gritted his teeth.

Danil handed him a water bottle.

He took it and sat on the chair.

"She'll be fine. Give her some time." Danil suggested.

" It's getting on my nerves. " he raked his hair in resentment.

" It's good. You saw fear, not hatred. " Danil smiled.