Don Angelo
Tsk! You're scared now, huh?
As soon as I mention that I'll kill her myself and send her brother to join her, the little fox’s concentration is back. It's as if she has a switch that is only controlled by this Aldo of a brother she has. Nothing makes sense to her like that brother of hers.
I know she wants to say something now, and I also want to hear her.
I throw Carla onto the bed and watch her take deep breaths. I bet her jaw is hurting, but it's not as much as the way I’m hurting right now. I must punish her for her carelessness.
“Please, Don. Don't hurt Aldo.” And she is still begging for this Aldo guy. I have not laid eyes on him yet, but I sure need to teach this sister of his a lesson.
With my glare, she clams up and lays sprawled on the bed like the toy she i
