Nightmare Again

"You know brother, how different of a person we are. How can you punish me in such a way," Zivan pleaded to hold Donovan's shirt. Seeing such a big man crying like this made Donovan's temple throb in pain.

Why did he ask the question when he could just order and not care. That was the best way to deal with these brats.

Donovan thought and sigh.

"We will discuss it later, before that I don't want to hear anything about this topic,'' Donovan stood up from his seat.

Hearing that Zivan's eyes turned misty and he started to bite his fingers.

"Brother…" the guy cried out dramatically.

"No more this sulking face in front of me. Otherwise, I have even the worst option ready for you," Donovan threatened and left the room in long strides while massaging his throbbing head.

Behind him, Zivan punched the air in frustration.

"You are such a bad brother," the grown man was sobbing like a little child.

Back in Silja's chamber.