Contract With Big Brother-in-law
I pushed my knee into his sternum, my own chest heaving from the fear of seeing the traitorous fucker with my mate.
“What. The. FUCK. Are. You. Doing?” I spat. I glared down at Liam, who was clutching his bleeding shoulder, then at Kayla, who stood a few feet away, wearing nothing but her thin dressing gown.
“Nicholas, I can explain,” Kayla started, taking a step forward.
“Explain?” I laughed bitterly, all semblance of control quickly slipping away. “Explain how you released a prisoner who tried to kill you three days ago? Have you gone completely mad?”