"What are you talking about?"
Thiago barely had time to react before Ivan's bodyguards grabbed him by the arms. They dragged him across the ground and slammed him against the same post he had tied me to less than an hour earlier. Thiago's bravado vanished the moment his back hit the post.
"No, wait," he said, panic cracking his voice. "Uncle Ivan, I'm sorry! I'll never pull a stunt like that on Liliana again. Please!"
The color drained from his face. Ivan didn't even flinch.
When he realized begging Ivan wasn't working, his gaze shot to me.
"Liliana! Please! I know I f****d up! Talk to him! Tell him to stop, I don't want to die!"
Less than an hour ago, Thiago had watched me beg. He had stood there while I was tied to that post and laughed at my fear like it was entertainment. Now th
