“I can give you more than he is willing to give to you; money, wealth, fame…you name it!”
The voice that spoke behind her caused her heart to stop, she turned slowly only to be met by a cold glance that would be enough to freeze hell over. Her tummy fluttered, even when angry he still looked like an Adonis. She shook her head to clear her thoughts but in the next instant Pierre was struggling against his strangling grip on his neck.
“Stop…what are you doing…?” Rose stood from where she sat, toppling the chair over to help her friend Pierre from manic Joseph.
“Do you even remember what I told you?” he asked in a gruff voice that bordered on a growl. In the confusion Rose missed the supernatural strength possessed by Joseph. He lifted Pierre up so easily, just like a rag doll, squeezin
