Darryl spat those words through gritted teeth as he fixed Sergio with a bone-chilling glare.

Sergio let out a breath and mumbled to himself.

F*ck! Darryl looked weak, but he still had a pretty powerful aura.

"Wouldn't I?"

Sergio flashed a crazed smile, his face full of vengeful contentment. "We'll have to see about that." As he spoke, he moved to tear Queenie's clothes off.

'F*ck me!'

Darryl finally lost it. He cried out as he rushed forward to land a punch on Sergio's back.

However, he h