"A heart attack?" Florian said before I could get my mind to boot and process the words Ronan had just spoken. "How very convenient, right, Ronan?"
Ronan turned to Florian, his head slightly raised, his brows furrowed. "Why? Are you going to stop your little c*m bucket from seeing her mother in what could very well be her last moments"
Florian sucked in a sharp breath, and took a step towards Ronan. Florian easily towered above Ronan, and I remember back then, whenever Ronan would go looking for trouble, Florian's imposing height was good enough to scare the opponents away.
The opponent was now Ronan, and even though he stood his ground, I could see a wave of fear flash through his eyes.
"And if I do?" Florian asked, in a tone that told both of us that he wasn't asking. He was daring R
