"It's astonishing who they let in here these days." the Count deadpanned to Christopher.
"I know. It truly is incredible that they would let you in here. Isn't it?" Christopher fired back at Dante with a twisted smirk on his face.
Dante grabbed Christopher by the arm and glared at Lord Thorn.
"Listen, you arrogant fuck, I don't know what is going on between you and my daughter or what you said to Rose, but if you ever make her cry again, I will rain hell down upon you, Christopher Thorn."
"Don't flatter yourself and get your hands off of me, Dante, before you pull nothing back but a bloody nub," Christopher said, gritting his teeth. His demeanor was calm on the outside, but underneath, he was seething and doing everything he could not to butcher the man in front of him.
