Capítulo 105: 105. Back in time XXXi: I'm sorry I'm weak...

Damon had never felt so much hate in his heart before, so much anger, so much pain. But then this happened, this good-for-nothing human being laid his hand on Isla, and for the first time, Damon could feel the rush of hate, and anger, and pain, and all that channeled into his hand as it slowly curled up into a fist.

*POW!!*

His fist landed hard on Henry's face, it packed so much force that it plunged him straight to the ground.

He instantly dives after him, his fist continually descending on Henry's face nonstop, not even giving him the space to breathe, more or less raise a hand.

They say the wrath of a man in love is more toxic than the blows of a hundred men put together when it came down to matters of his lover.

This was exactly the case.

For he was overshadowed by anger and hate for the guy who laid beneath him, so his hands just continually went up, and viciously crashed into his face.