"Violette." He cried her name in agony. His usually ice-cold face was now consumed with fury and the intent to kill.
He wanted to save her, but it felt like they were so close, yet so far away. He could hear her heavy breaths, see the fear clouding her eyes, but he was powerless. His blood began to boil; he wouldn't let the man hurting her get away with it.
Over at Violette's end of the video call, it was clear she was terrified. It was Elijah's voice. Her body was shaking uncontrollably. She didn't expect that Silver King would sneakily call Elijah. "Elijah. Don’t look." Tears welled up in her eyes. "Please. Don't look."
Elijah watched her helpless and heartbroken expression, his heart broken. His fingers clenched tightly around his phone, eyes filled with anger. "I'm coming to save you. Violette, I'm coming right now." He said, tears silently rolling down his cheeks, falling to the corners of his mouth.
The tears tasted bitter. He had never experienced such pain. Watching the woman he loved being humiliated by another man was more painful than killing him.
With his phone in a death grip, he bolted to his room.
Mike heard the commotion and walked out, colliding head-on with him. "What happened?." Mike, wincing from the impact, saw his red-rimmed, tear-filled eyes and instantly knew something was seriously wrong.
At this moment, from the phone, Violette's screams kept ringing out. "Turn off the video. Please, turn it off."
Mike took the phone from him and saw the scene of Violette being pinned down on the screen. He clenched his teeth, trembling as he said, "Violette, remember what I once told you. We will save you. But not now." After that, he ended the video call.
"We are going to save her now. I said now." Mike's words angered Elijah, his voice trembling with rage. "I can't wait any longer. Let's move out now."
"Get a grip. What are you going to do now?. Bombard the place? Kill everyone, including Violette?." Mike, his eyes bloodshot, yelled back, "I don't care who's humiliating her. I just want her alive."
Wham! Elijah landed a punch on Mike's face. Mike licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, then threw one back. The two of them started a fierce brawl on the balcony.
"There are over a dozen backup power systems on that mountain. If we don't take out their power first, are you going in to save her or to watch them kill Violette?." Mike shouted angrily. He was completely overwhelmed by Elijah, with no chance to fight back. An enraged man's strength was brutal and terrifying. But he didn't stop talking, "Wake up. Is Violette's life more important, or her purity?."
Elijah's arm was around his neck, the grip loosened a bit.
Mike underestimated him. Did he care about Violette's purity? What he cared about was Violette's trampled dignity. She was such a strong person, and now she was being forced and humiliated like this, it would cast a shadow over her life. Just the thought that this event would affect her for the rest of her life made him unable to keep his cool.
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