The Man Who Stood Between Them
Victor took another step.
"First, I'm going to cut off your tongue for talking to Diana the way you did."
Simon instinctively covered his mouth.
His fingers trembled against his lips.
Only moments ago, he had been standing there with the confidence of someone who believed he was untouchable. Now, that confidence was gone.
Victor's golden eyes remained cold.
There wasn't even a hint of hesitation in them.
"Next, I'm going to cut off your dick because of what you thought of doing to her."
Simon's face instantly drained of color.
His breathing became uneven.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as panic took hold of him.
"No…"
The word barely escaped his throat.
Victor continued walking toward him.
"Then I'll take your eyes because of the look you gave her."
Simon violently shook his head.
"No…"
His voice cracked.
"Please…"
Victor's expression did not change.
