Mr. Sokolov's car screeched to a halt in front of his mansion, and he stepped down. He slammed the door shut behind him, his heavy footsteps echoing as he walked towards the front door. His breath came in ragged bursts, his eyes burning with anger. The guards he passed by immediately noticed the look on his face, each of them simply bowing.
He marched through the hall and headed for his office. As he stormed down the hallway, he heard familiar voices. He rounded a corner to find Damien and Natalie, both dressed up as if they were about to head out.
Damien flinched slightly at the sight of his father. The fear from their last encounter still lingered in him, though after the way Natalie defended him, he had become a lot more confident. The only remaining evidence of the beating he received from his father was a small bandage on his cheek.
