Ryomen scoffed at his lover.

It was a misunderstanding. He thought they were flirting with another guy(or the other way around) so he beat the poor man up. He barely listened at his lover rambling about he can’t do that, because he felt entitled to do whatever he wanted when it came to his partner.

“So I am not allowed to be upset that he was all over you?” he asked, his voice loud. His gaze turned condescending. “He is lucky he is still alive. I would have killed him if you were not there,” he threatened.

His arms crossed over his chest, as he looked at the person he loved with a scowl.