The door to the room opened up, and out can Jarin. He looked calm, like the eye of a storm is. He looked down at the male that was on the floor, and then he looked up to Vivian and then back down to the male.<br/><br/>"So, it looks like you wanted to get into my office. Do you really think that you are worthy of such a privilege? You lower demon?"<br/><br/>Marcus wanted to stand up and attack the other male. But he knew that this man was strong then him, and doing so would end his dreams to sit in that seat that was just past that door.<br/><br/>"No, I am not worthy. But I am not no lower demon."<br/><br/>Marcus got up and stood before him. It was not a challenge, but a sign that he was not going to show any weakness to him. This was his bosses boss, but he still did not care. He knew that he could best her, and her can still best him, so that was saying something.<br/><br/>Jarid looked at the male, and just thought that soon he was going to have to put this male in his place, but right now was not the time nor the place. His mate was in the other room, and she was not feeling good at all. He knew that if he had a fight with the other male, it would only upset her more and he could not even think about it.<br/><br/>"Vivian, take him out of my sight. Teach him a lesson for me. Make sure he has a scar to remind him not to even come to my door again."