" Welcome gentlemen!" He mockingly greeted, trying to hide his fear behind the humor. But his words didn't move any of his guests, instead, Matt sent him flying into one of his cushions. He looked over at Braxton and he could see an evil grin on his face, as he cracked air out his knuckles, with his leather boots knocking on the floor as he walked over.
Braxton stared at his long-sought enemy before landing a skin-splitting blow across his jaw, with his fist. He could see Ethan already begin to splutter blood out his mouth before he seconded the first blow with another.
" What is your deal with Pandora? You know how this goes. Any unpleasant answer attracts one of my devastating blows, and trust me the only thing I wish most right now, is to beat you to death with my bare fist," Braxton began. He could see that Ethan was beginning to fret.
" I don't have anything with Pandora, except she was a girl that I used to love," he said, clearing his throat.
