Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Tyler slipped into the room quietly.

He lived there with a bunch of other guys.

As he walked in, a group of them were huddled together, deep in conversation, but they cut it short as soon as they spotted him.

Tyler made his way to his bed, got down on one knee, and pulled out a basin and towel from underneath. He headed out to the balcony, wet the cloth, and started wiping away the dirt and cleaning the wounds on his face. The others watched him, trading looks, until one of them, wearing a black long-sleeve shirt, stepped up.

"Hey Tyler, heard someone's looking to buy you out?" he quipped with a sarcastic edge. "Rumor has it, she's quite the looker with a loaded family, wanting to whisk you away. Looks like you're gonna be living the dream, huh?" Tyler kept quiet, tending to the cut on his forehead.

"Can you blame her? With his good looks, it's no wonder some rich heiress has her eye on him."

Another snorted, "He'll be in a whole different league soon. Might even marry into money, become a big shot."

Tyler tossed the blood-soaked towel back into the basin, turning the water a deep red.

"Those rich girls, they're just playing. Like she'd really fall for him? She'll get bored in no time." They chuckled. "Hey Tyler, wanna watch some flicks? Get some practice in so you don't disappoint her in bed. What if she sends you packing?" Their jabs got nastier, but Tyler just wrung out the towel and dumped the water.

Despite his lean frame, his grey shirt hinted at the strong muscles underneath.

Their goal was to humiliate him, but his unfazed attitude only made them angrier. What really bugged them was Tyler's cool demeanor.

Like nothing could touch him.

Like they weren't even worth his time.

"Tyler, why the high horse? Just 'cause some girl's into you?" they sneered. "You're just a pretty face! A kept man! Your brother's a criminal, and you're no better, just a little creep! Trash!"

"Ha, both brothers are trash, both are sick- Ah!!!"noveldrama

A scream that could curdle blood erupted.

They thought Tyler was ignoring them, but when they mentioned his brother, he snapped. He dropped the basin and lunged, fists flyingcat their faces!

Nobody saw it coming. It took them a few seconds to snap out of their shock and try to pull him off.

But Tyler was too strong. Even with all of them, they couldn't budge him!

They watched, helpless, as Tyler kept landing punches.

"Ah!"

The room echoed with cries.

"Tyler, you've lost it! Let me go! Let go!"

"Stop him, stop! Oh my God! Pull him off, damn it!"

Tyler's jaw was clenched tight,

sweat dripping from his foret

like rain, his eyes wild and red, he'd dost all sense, just punching

again and again!

In that moment, he was like an enraged beast let loose!

Everyone feared he might do some serious damage and desperately tried to pull him off!

"Tyler! Chill out! Chill out!"

Tyler kept swinging until finally, someone grabbed his waist and another grabbed his hands, managing to separate them at last.