Camilla’s POVHis voice dropped. “You don’t know what I’ve done to people worse than you. People not carrying innocent blood.”My pulse roared in my ears, skipping against my veins. “So what, you’re going to beat me until I miscarry? That it?”He tilted his head. “See, no.” He smiled, his eyes lighting up with a mischievous glint. “That’s too easy, and I’m not some wicked man. However, and rather unfortunately for you, I’ve learned how to apply pressure in all the right places. Pressure that hurts you… but not the little one in your belly.” His eyes glanced down to my stomach. He stood and walked to a steel table in the corner, pulling open a drawer.My stomach turned as he started to bring out different things. Raising them slowly in the air to taunt me. He pulled out a plier, then a taser and then some sharp knifes.“Leo—”“I warned you,” he said, calmly choosing a pair of long, thin surgical tweezers. “Jax told you to back off Riley. To stay away from her but you didn’t listen.”
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