My jaw clenched, the muscle in my cheek twitching. "He threatened her grandmother, who was sick and needed treatment. Marina only had her store, but Tony's men harassed her customers. No one dared to buy from her. And when a tourist—just some innocent man—asked her out?" My voice turned cold, almost lifeless.
"They killed him. Right outside her shop. Left his body there like a warning." I exhaled sharply, my breath hot against her skin. "Do you know how hard it was for her to survive after that? How alone she was?"
Sarah's breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, her body tensing in my arms, her fingers digging into my shirt.
"I was so angry when I found out," I continued, my voice a dark growl, my grip on her tightening just enough to make her feel it.
"And the day I met her in the store… Tony's men came. They saw me. So I chopped them up." My voice was flat, almost clinical.
"With my sword. Right there in the street. No hesitation. No remorse."
