The moment Adrian banged open the door, and it slapped against the wall, Charles looked up with his eyes furious.
They cooled down to a certain extent where he noticed it was Adrian, his brother.
"Could have called me if this is your way of entering." Charles drew out, closing the file when he noticed that Adrian was coming his way.
But he was no in the mood to play. His hand wrapped around the collar of the man, bringing him closer, face to face, chest chest.
He had never been this angry. Never remember being angry enough to raise a hand on his brother, but this anger was out of hand and it made him go out of control that he always practiced.
At the moment, all he wanted was to bash his brother's face into the wall until nothing was left of him.
"Adrian," Charles hissed. His hands were in a surrendering position, no one put his hands on the boss, especially not when he was angry. "What are you doing?"