"Ah! What the f**k!" Tristan cried out, rubbing his head. "You..."
"Get out!" I shouted, panting with rage. "Get the f**k out of here or I swear I will kill you," Tristan looked up at me and smirked which turned into a full blown laughter eventually. I had no doubt left anymore in me that he was mad.
"Do you think you...you stupid fragile woman...you will scare me?" He sneered and in a swift motion, he grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back, pulling me towards him. The vase fell down from hands, shattering to pieces.
"You will fight me, huh?" He hissed, near my ears, twisting my arm further. Pain jolted through my arm immediately and I cried out in pain but that just made him laugh even harder. "See? This is how fragile you are. You...all of you are same. I was treating you with
