Sonia couldn't even describe Toby's face as merely grumpy at this point. Even the air around him seemed to freeze in his presence.
Sonia could feel his fury, yet she didn't calm him down. After all, she, too, detested these pranksters. They were being very impolite. Anyone would rightfully feel offended by their actions.
"Back off a bit," he whispered.
He was worried the pranksters might hurt her if he opened the door all of a sudden later. He's going to catch them. She nodded and backed away. "Okay. Be careful."
Toby nodded. "I will." Then, he flung the door open.
The pranksters didn't expect Toby to lie in wait for them. The moment he opened the door, they lost balance and fell forward. Sh*t. Women? Toby quickly retreated to the side and managed to prevent these women from falling on him.
These pranksters fell to the floor headfirst, forming a little mound. The one on the top wasn't hurt, mostly shocked. She had her friend cushioning her fall, after all. But her friend was in a far worse situation. She hit her face and teeth, resulting in her veneer slipping out and blood filling her mouth. The instant the pain hit her, it made her cry like a baby.
Her wails frustrated Toby as he shot these wenches a look entirely laden with ice-cold fury. "Shut it!" he growled impatiently.
Toby's rage and fury filled the air, surrounding the intruders. For a moment, the ladies fell silent as they felt like they were trapped in hell, and they shivered in terror. Then, their cries and shouts were cut short, for they felt as if someone was holding a gun against their head. They couldn't help but think that they would lose their lives if they moved a muscle.
Oh, there are two of them? Sonia was surprised. I thought there was only one. She stepped forward and stood beside Toby.
Oh, Sonia's back. Toby calmed down considerably in her presence and held her hand. "Are you alright? Are you scared?" he asked gently.
She shook her head. "No. This is nothing." I was kidnapped and almost killed. As if this will scare me.
Toby nodded. As long as she's not scared. Then, he turned his attention to the intruders, who were too afraid to stand up. If looks could kill, the girls would be dead. Even though these ladies couldn't see his face, they could still feel the terror hanging in the air, and they quivered.
He closed the door and demanded icily, "Who sent you here?"
That only made the girls tremble more. Finally, they tried to form a sentence, but they couldn't.
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