Ruthless Desires
“You’re the piece of shit who thought he could put his hands on my woman. The one who thought he could break her. Rape her.”
He tries to spit at me. I laugh — low, sharp.
“You’ve got balls. Shame I’m about to crush them.”
I drag him upright, tie his wrists to his back pushing him on the floor. His breathing’s already ragged.
“You think this is your world? That money, threats, numbers will keep you safe?” I circle him like a wolf, running the tip of my knife across his chest, carving a shallow line that makes him flinch. Blood wells up, bright. “Wrong. This is my world. And in my world, touching what’s mine is the last mistake you’ll ever make. It's death sentence.”