Chapter 57: Blowing off steam.

"You see, I have had a bad day," Elena sighed tiredly. "I suddenly got married out of no where and now I feel like breaking something. Your dirty faces will just have to do." "Such venom from a delicate flower," one of the portly investors tutted with a lascivious grin. "Don't fret, love...we'll make sure you enjoy yourself thoroughly tonight." Elena felt bile rising in her throat at the look on us face. She was surrounded by smug, entitled pigs who thought they could simply take whatever they wanted, rules and decency be damned. “Have you looked in the mirror first?” she sneered at them. She instantly picked a bottle of expensive scotch within arm's reach on the bar in her other hand. A cold sense of resolve washed over Elena as her fingers closed around the cool glass neck. "That's enough out of you," Reeds growled irritably, rising to his feet. "Now sit down and have a drink like a good girl. If I have to deal with one more disrespect-" The words caught in his throat as Elena