Natalie had never seen Daniel mad and to be honest, it wasn't any different than the passive expression he held when discussing his secret business with papa, however, she could tell the difference. She could tell the anger from the tick on his jaw and the blood that splattered across his cheek made him look more sinister.
Though he looked amused, there was a dark, dangerous glint in his eyes that made her thank God that she wasn't the one at the receiving edge of his anger. In one word, Daniel seethed silently and it didn't look pretty unlike the panicking idiot that had her by the throat and used her body to shield him.
