An Argument

Her eyes widened when she saw who it was. The guy she was dancing with was being strangled by Aciel's hand.

"W–Who a–re you?" The guy asked while being choked.

Aciel smirked. "How dare you touch my woman!?"

Xylia's heart pounded hearing Aciel's words. For some girls, it might sounded as a compliment but for her, she felt like she was his toy, his possession.

The loud music didn't stop, and no one dared to stop Aciel. Xylia looked around, searching for someone who could help the guy. Then she saw Simon standing with the crowd.

"Simon make him stop!" She exclaimed.

"No, I can't. You don't know Aciel when he's mad."

She was scared of Aciel, but she would not let him hurt the guy so she went back to him.

"Aciel, please stop!" She begged.

His face was dark and his eyes fuming with anger. Xylia gulped as he tightened his grip on the man's neck.

"Aciel, stop it!" She shouted.