Joshua Hughes's deep eyes had a murderous intent as thick as ink, beginning to permeate throughout the exquisite studio.
Beckett Wright struggled desperately, already feeling the terrifying suffocation......
His mouth was wide open, but all the air he inhaled was cut off at his throat. He truly witnessed Joshua Hughes's brutality and bloodlust: "Wouldn't it be justified even if I killed you?" he roared angrily like a Beast, feeling that the pain in his heart justified killing the hypocritical man before him.
Images of her smile, her tears, all her little gestures flashed through his mind. Every time she looked at him, in her clear eyes slowly appeared compromise. Everything surged toward him like an overwhelming tidal wave.
