KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA
Vector barked, causing the men behind him to gulp nervously.
“I was sleeping, you asshole,” Maria retorted, her voice barely above a whisper. “What else do you think-”
Vector tightened his grip around her neck, cutting off her words and causing her to choke.
His eyes blazed with anger. “What did you just call me?” He tilted his head to one side and glared at her pale face, held in his ruthless grip that was crushing her throat. “Whores don’t have the right to curse. Have you forgotten the rules?” He growled, clenching his teeth tightly and sending shivers down her spine.