The hint of surprise noticing someone he knew flashed on his eyes for a second before he acted rudely like a mafia member in general yet no intimidating sneer he showcased like the kidnappers did in the previous case.
He kicked the broken wooden chair to the other side of the room fiercely and dragged the other one to his side with his right foot where his butt plunged on it. Expressionlessly, he stared at Luna who managed to look calm with her eyes which returned his gaze.
"I don't know what your intention is but I need to assert one thing that you will get nothing by abducting me. No one will come to you with money to save me." Luna, after mustering the courage left in her heart, reminded the tattooed man in front of her.
