Victor's thoughts scrambled, the pain clouding his mind. What just happened? How did he hit me from that angle?
Lucian didn't stop. He moved like a machine, his face devoid of emotion, his movements precise and ruthless. Another punch followed, landing directly on Victor's already damaged nose. Blood sprayed into the air, splattering onto Lucian's hand and face.
Victor's body crumpled. He hit the ground hard, the back of his head bouncing off the cold tile floor with a resounding crack.
"Pakkk!" The sound echoed, sharp and final.
The restaurant erupted into chaos.
"Ahhhh!" Screams rang out from the onlookers. Girls clutched their faces, and others scrambled back from their seats, their expressions a mix of horror and disbelief.
"Someone stop them!" a panicked voice cried out.
Jimmy, still seated with Garry, tsked quietly, shaking his head. "That ended faster than I expected," he muttered, leaning back in his chair.
