Luke could see Raul glaring at him intensely, his hands clenched tightly.
"Many eyes are watching here, and we can't make a scene, Blackwell," Luke whispered.
Raul glanced around. Indeed, many people watched them with curious looks, as if waiting for them to start throwing punches at each other.
Raul held himself back with all his might and took a few steps back. He had to remember that he was currently disguised as Luke's subordinate. But Raul's gaze hadn't changed, even though he was calmer.
Luke looked at Raul briefly before walking ahead, and his arm wrapped intimately around Starley's waist. Damien and Raul followed behind Luke and Starley.
Raul glared at Luke's hand on Starley, hoping it would detach just by him glaring at it with a killing look.
Damien glanced at his brother and held back laughter at seeing his brother nearly losing his mind.
