Burn Into Hell

Declan kept walking with a dark face until he reached the door of a bar.

He opened the door with so much force that the door loosened in his hands barely hanging from the wall anymore.

Many men turned to look at him but most of them were drunk or did not care about the brawl he was going to have in the room.

They gave him a quick glance before drinking their beer again.

Declan walked in and without looking at the room scanning the whole area and stopped in front of the last table of the corner. He stared at the woman sitting on it with her eyes filled with the desire to kill and he did not hesitate to do that at all.

His hands reached for her neck and he pulled her on her feet and soon in the air.

"Didn't I tell you to return and not to interfere in my matters at all!" he growled when the woman raised a brow.

She did not look worried about handing in the air.