How does one control anger?
Scratch that! Rafael saw no need for control in this situation, because his hand already snaked out with lightning speed, grabbing Blake by the throat like a vice.
His grip tightened like a noose, constricting Blake's airway, and before any of Blake's bodyguards could react, Rafael jerked him up with effortless strength, slamming him to the ground with a force that sent shockwaves through the air.
Blake's eyes bulged, his face purpling as Rafael kept him pinned down.
"Come any closer, and I will rip out his throat." A deadly glint flashed in his eyes as he threatened, his voice low and menacing, a warning that sent a chill down the spines of the two bodyguards who stood frozen, unsure of how to intervene.
The atmosphere seemed to shift rapidly, and it was that bone-chilling aura he always exuded that filled the entirety of the vicinity.
