It was only because Alyssa started speaking that Damien didn't crush the bastard's wind pipe. Even after she finished, he was still tempted to. However, the poor excuse for a human being apologized again and this time, it was sincere. Plus, if he killed the guy in front of the entire club, it would end the vacation immediately for Alyssa and himself. The police would be after them. It would get...messy. Damien hated messy unless he happened to be in the thralls of a hunt.
Yanking the guy off the floor, Damien pulled him close. He could smell the alcohol on the guy's breathe and see the fear in his eyes. The sound of his heart and pulse beat erratically in Damien's ears, blotting out the thudding music, blotting out everything except him and this pathetic individual.
"Sortir. Si jamais je revois ton visage, je t'arracherai le cΕur et je te l'enfoncerai dans la gorge," Damien said coldly. He tossed the guy towards the door and the man stumbled over his feet before pushing his way through the crowd in his rush to get to the door. The vampire turned his attention back to Alyssa and grabbed her hand.