Hirvan rubbed his forehead in frustration. A sigh escaped his lips as he sat down in yet another study. This time was more nerve-wracking than the last. The man had an aura of superiority that intimidated him far more than Elian. His mind buzzed with a sense of deja vu.
"First, introduce yourself. And I mean your real name."
The man, Benji's uncle, commanded, his voice low and husky.
Hirvan rolled his eyes in irritation.
'Here we go…. What is with his voice?!!! I don't like how it affects me! Let's get out of here.'
Hirvan straightened his back and locked eyes with the man.
"Yeah, Well, I don't even know your name, sir! How am I supposed to trust you?"
"I am not the one in a pinch in here, Am I?"
The man raised an eyebrow and retorted.
Hirvan's anger flared up. Pushing back his chair with a scrape, he stood abruptly and said.
"Neither am I! I can take care of myself just right."
