Chapter 421 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
âSir Rhys, youâre taking things too far.â Harryâs smile slowly turned cold. No one could stand taunts like that. no matter how wellâmannered they were.
âArenât we friends? Shouldnât I help you in times of trouble? After all, helping others makes me happy.â Dustinâs smile was still happy as ever.
âI donât need your help on this, Sir Rhys. I can take care of it myself. Letâs drink. Harry struggled to keep the smile on his face and quickly changed the subject.
Still, Dustin didnât let go of the topic. âWhy donât you ask her what she thinks? Who knows? She might agree.â
âHey! Thatâs enough!â
The ladies could no longer hold back.
âWho knew youâre such a disgusting man under that niceâlooking face? How could you keep your eye on
someone elseâs woman?â
âExactly. Just because youâre powerful doesnât mean that you can humiliate others like this. Youâre crossing
the line!â
*Search for a prostitute elsewhere instead of putting us off.â
As women, they felt utterly disgusted by Dustinâs attitude.
Patrick merely narrowed his eyes without saying much. He has only known Dustin for a short time, so he couldnât firmly identify Dustinâs personality. However, if this was Dustinâs true colors, itâd be best for Patrick to stay away from the other man. He didnât have any cuckolding fetishes.
âWhy are you ladies getting so worked up? He hasnât even said anything yet,â Dustin responded indifferently.
âYouâre shameless!â
The ladies were livid. Theyâve never met someone as sick as him.
âAhem, if sheâs your type, Iâll definitely get someone to serve you tonight.â Nelson tried to smooth things over.
âHeâs right. There are so many women out there. This is your lucky day. Letâs have a good time. I hope you pardon me for anything Iâve said to offend you earlier. To pay my respects, I take the first shot!â Harry lifted his glass and downed the drink.
âWhy, your tolerance is impeccable. Very impressive.â Dustin smiled teasingly.
âI see. So you were joking.â Understanding dawned on Nelson.
âYou shouldnât play pranks like this on your friends, Sir Rhys.â Harry let out a breath of relief, sweat unknowingly beading his forehead.
âWho said I was joking?â Dustinâs expression turned ruthless. âYou have two choices right now.
me fuck your woman or die here.â
Everyoneâs expression darkened straight away. Was he threatening Harry?
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âDonât you think youâre being unreasonable? Harry frowned unhappily.
âSo what? Iâll count to three. If you donât make up your mind, Iâll do it for you.â Dustin held out three fingers.
*Sir! I never did anything wrong. Why are you doing this to me?â Harryâs fists clenched.
âThree â¦â
âI know youâre a powerful man, but you shouldnât be so unreasonable!â
âTwoâ¦â
âThe martial world has its own rules. Your actions will cause backlash!â
âOneâ
âSir, you-â
âTimeâs up.â
Dustin grabbed a fork from the table and stabbed it into Harryâs throat in one fluid motion. Blood instantly began trickling down the length of the fork, dying the manâs shirt red.
âUgh!â Harry froze, his face showing his disbelief, never expecting Dustin to act so mercilessly.
Harryâs sudden death shocked the entire room, and they remained rooted to their seats, unable to process
what had just transpired. Dustin decided to kill someone merely because the latter refused to let him sleep with his woman. He must be crazy!
âYâyâyou crazy bastard! How could you kill him?â
After a pause, all hell broke loose.