Chapter 125:

Dante’s POV:

Fury, hot and blinding, burned through me as I glared down at Silas, who lay sprawled on the polished marble floor, clutching his jaw and groaning. My vision swam with a red haze of pure, unadulterated rage.

My mind felt thick and sluggish, unable to process anything beyond the primal urge to inflict more pain on the pathetic excuse of a human being who dared to touch Kira, to cause h