Nick heard the task information loud and clear, and his body moved before his mind could fully register the repercussions of the action he was about to take.
He had no clue his tightened fist began zooming towards Sonny's face—whether it was before, during, or after he heard the task, he didn't know—but all he knew was that in the next second, his block of fingers greeted the edgy brat's laughing teeth.
Pow!
The compact room was immediately silenced.
Sonny faintly fell back to the furniture, leaving only Nick standing.
"Hmmm… Hmmm…" His chest rose and fell repeatedly as he breathed, feeling the rage ignite the fire in his heart with the aggression he displayed, kindling it further.
Nick had always remained quiet when he was laughed at, opting for a more respectable and civilized approach to diffusing a situation, rather than resorting to violence. But he had his limit too. And now, not a single laugh could be heard anymore.
