Antonio's fists flew with a fury that left the guards staggering and disoriented, their bodies crumpling under his relentless blows.

None of them fought back.

They won't dare.

The maids, witnessing the terrifying scene, huddled together in fear, their faces pale and eyes wide, praying that his rage won't be transferred to them.

As Courtney and the maids who informed her about Antonio neared the scene, the sounds of Antonio's rage on the helpless guards grew louder and louder.

The sickening thud of fists meeting flesh, the loud grunts of pain from the guards, coupled with the harsh, ragged breathing of the angry fox consumed by grief and anger.

Finally,...