Diana rushed out of the room and headed towards her personal room, while cursing Aroma in her head. 'How can a female be so cruel?' she asked herself.
Getting to her room, she quickly changed into her training attire and get a hold of a plaster and sealed up spot she got poked at.
On her way to meet with Aroma, she saw a familiar face and was wondering where she has seen it… 'oh!' she exclaimed as she recalled the guy to be Boyle. The dude that grabbed her neck and made her hit his manhood.
Boyle was standing with his hands behind his back, while motioning for his personal trainees who are now fighting each other like it's not training but real battle, to put more effort in their hits; as if he wanted them to kill each other.
His eyes looked frosty, totally void of emotions as he moved back and forth to avoid the ones who fought their way to where he stood.
