"How are you feeling?" James scoffed, sucked his front teeth while looking away like he was trying to keep his temper in check. Denzel leaned forward, his hands on the table, clasped together. "Mum and dad arrived earlier. They're on their way to see you. Dad is trying to–""Just save me the whole headlines, will you?" James cut in. "I'm sure that when dad gets here, I'll hear it from him." James said with a raised eyebrow."James, listen–""No, you listen, Denzel. I'm not done with you yet. When I get out of here, you better find a perfect spot that will suit your body. Because you'll be dead for boning my fiancée."Denzel sighed. "I know. But for the main time, let's focus on getting you out first."James chuckled. "Yes, please do. So I can facilitate the punishment you deserve."  
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