Chapter 60: _ Vampire Prisoners
"Aceco?" Beowulf tilted his head.
Rhett nodded and was about to speak when Darius cut him off. "This is very much unbelievable, Rhett! You’re such a cunning man! I brought up going to Aceco earlier at the meeting as my very much valuable advice and what did you do..."
Rhett shut his eyes briefly and clenched his fists. He should keep it together. He really should.
"You stood up against me." Darius took steps closer to him. "You made me seem like an unreasonable man who wants to put Aceco in danger. But now, in private, you suggest the same thing? You sure are one smart man!"
Rhett looked up at him. "Or maybe I am reasonable enough to want to hold back and not jeopardize someone else’s life when we clearly had other choices now."
"So, we don’t have other choices to explore now, do we? Or you are just a cunning man putting up a principled and devoted man facade!" Darius spat. "Maybe when you wedded and fucked that granny, you just wanted to satisfy your dark fantasy under the guise of devotion. As you are doing now!" He pushed Rhett by the shoulder.
That was enough for all hell to break loose. Rhett sent him a bad punch in his jaw which caused the man to stumble back and nearly drop down in shock.
"You want to know what my dark fantasies are? It’s gutting you and seeing what your guts look like!" Rhett screeched over Darius who was holding his now bleeding jaw, enraged.
Darius roared after recovering from the shock and pounced on Rhett, attempting to fall him down. He was, however, no match for Rhett.
Rhett effortlessly dodged the jump and the beta landed just right on the floor with his nose scrunched and damaged.
"Don’t push it, Darius. You don’t have to agree with me but don’t come for me." Standing above him with fury blaring in his eyes, Rhett warned.