Jorge instantly clamps a gloved hand over my mouth, hissing in my ear—his voice dangerously low.
“Ah-ah.No no no.We can’t have you spoiling the fun already, doll.“
His grip tightens as he drags the phone away from me—grinning as Aiden’s voice goes abruptly silent on the other end.
Aiden (through phone, deadly calm):-“ ...Who. The hell. Is this?”
I let out muffled screams.
Aiden's voice becomes ice cold through the phone—
Aiden:-“You lay one f*****g finger on her and I will rip your goddamn heart out of your chest. Do you understand me?“
Jorge chuckles, his hand still pressed firm against my mouth.
“Damn, he's protective, isn't he? Got yourself a real "guard dog", sweetheart.“
Aiden:-“I swear to God, if you so much as scratch her… If you even breathe in her direction… I will make y
