“Eric— you promised you wouldn’t hurt him.”

Brooklyn sobbed, feeling her eyes burning and closing momentarily each time Eric’s hands threw a punch to Xander.

He kept grunting out in pain, his body held fully by two muscular guards who kept him in place for Eric to hit him as much as he wanted.

“Trying to play the hero?” Eric teased, panting hard while watching the blood that was oozing from Xander’s mouth. “Come on, fight me like the man you try so hard to ...