The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed through the room, followed by the crash of furniture as the two men fought. I watched in horror, frozen in place, as Damian and his father clashed.
Anita rushed forward, trying to intervene, but Mr. Blackwood's guards held her back. "Let them handle it," one of them growled.
I knew I had to act fast. I couldn't let Damian face his father alone. I pushed forward, trying to reach them, but the guards blocked my way.
Suddenly, Damian landed a solid punch to his father's jaw, sending him stumbling backward. Mr. Blackwood's eyes flashed with fury as he launched himself at Damian.
The fight intensified, with both men exchanging blows. I feared for Damian's safety, knowing his father's ruthless reputation.
Just as it seemed Mr. Blackwood was gaining the upper hand, Damian landed a lucky hit, sending his father crashing to the floor.
