"Zee, calm down, we didn't mean to lie to you…" Marco's voice sounded from behind him, and Zeno turned, he moved his feet, and strode towards him, his palms clenched in tight fists, and—
The hard and strong punch sent Marco staggering backwards, and crashing into the door, but Zeno wasn't done yet.
He reached for him again, and another jaw-shifting punch landed on his face. Marco tried saying something, but Zee had no intentions of letting him breathe, more or less talk, for he rained down heavy punches on the man, causing Marco to shrink down, and Zeno filled him with more punches.
The man's face was bruised, battered and bloody, and Zeno kept punching, pouring out his frustration and anger on the man.
He was angered by the fact that he knew that after what happened on the island, he and her could never go back to how they were before, because she had kissed him, and he had craved for her taste.
