Peter's eyes closed as his hands went instinctively to where she had kicked him. He laughed, for the pain didn't last all that long. Even if it was what he deserved it didn't last for all that long. Then she moved for his nose and he laughed harder.
Note to self Peter - when someone is beating the shit out of you? It's best not to laugh.
Peter's eyes flashed with anger when she said that his father urged her to be with Gabriel. He hated that old man. And it was a good thing he was gone because if he was still there? Peter would not spare him for this.
Peter grabbed her by the shirt and looked her in the eye. "I have no intention of suffering. No intention whatsoever. And if you try to make me suffer? I will bring you down with me. You think this is bad? Wait until it becomes a weekly occurrence." He smirked and bent down closer to her. "We'll see how crazy we can become."