Xander's POV
"You bastard! How dare you blurt such filthy stuff?!" I snarled at the man who was flat on the floor with just one punch of mine.
I looked at Zara. Her eyes were shuddering and so were her lips. The tears that were incessantly falling off from her eyes were all dry. She looked downright scared.
It was startling to me why Hector was heating up? My blood curdled and my gaze switched from Zara to the old man who was forcibly going to rape Zara.
"Ah… haaa…" The old man screamed in pain as I mercilessly stomped my foot over his hand and throttled it like my cigarette.
I scoffed, "With this hand of yours, you tried molesting Zara, huh?"
He started begging, struggling to pull his hand away.
"Young Master, I am sorry. I am sorry. Please let me go!"
I turned around to see every
