Karl
“You,” I said, as I took another step closer, my hands clenching and unclenching at my side, “don't get to decide what to do anymore. You lost that option when you killed Sven and begged for my protection. You're mine now, Jassy.” I kept my voice even and low, despite my rage.
Of all the people who would ever defy me, I never would have imagined it to be this little wisp of a woman that I could curl with one arm. Never in a million years would I think that this little lady would come into my club and disregard my explicit orders. Sure, I could have imagined it from one of the prospects. But her?
My eyes traveled up and down her body, her teenybopper clothes she had on that seemed so damned out of place with the intensity of her determination and will for vengeance. There was someth
