"Anger is like s*x urge, once gratified, the inner voice calls you a stinking fool."
— unknown
Ryan POV
I pulled her into the wine cellar, from where you could have a look at the whole bar and people could also be able to find us easily.
“Please leave me, Ryan, you are doing wrong. What's my fault, man?” She started shrieking as I tied both of her wrists with a cable.
After tying both of her hands on her back, I threw her into the cabin, and she fell on the floor immediately.
“Ouch”, She screamed and started crying out.
“Just shut your f*****g mouth up.”, I said, and just then I glimpsed at her face and saw a broken piece of glass lodged in her forehead due to which a lot of blood was dripping out.
Usually, I am not a heartless person who can see a person in this situation,
