“I’m going to kill them all, Asya. Every single person who was in any way involved.”
“Pasha and the Bratva already took care of them,” I say, then tilt my chin up to whisper into his ear, “and I killed the guy who took me.”
Arturo’s body goes still. “You, personally?”
“Yes. After Pasha was done with him, I put a gun between the bastard’s eyes and pulled the trigger.” I smile. “It was the best f*****g feeling ever.”
“Good.” He squeezes the back of my neck.
“I need to know what else you said to Pasha. He’s been ignoring me, not taking my calls since I left.”
Arturo grinds his teeth and looks away. “I told him that you deserve better, and he agreed.”
I take a deep breath and close my eyes while pressure forms at the bridge of my nose. “You had no right,” I say. “You had no right
