Dark Possession: A Mafia Romance
If we begged, if we cried, if we were deviant it wouldn’t make a difference, the end would be the same.
With the swiftness only a trained assassin could master, Dante slit Ronan’s throat.
His eyes widened in shock and somewhere in the room, I could hear a high pitched scream go off.
“Enough!” Dante roared, causing me to realize the scream was coming from me. My mouth clamped shut and I could only whimper.
Dante stalked over to me, pulling at the chains to make enough room so he was standing behind me.
My heart raced with fear and anticipation “Please….. don’t let him die.” The slit on Ronan’s throat didn’t look deep enough to kill him instantly, but if he didn’t get care anytime soon, he mig