It’s a far cry from the way she stepped forward during the meeting earlier, addressing a room full of Bratva lieutenants like she was ready to square up with them right then and there.
“Stop resisting,” James barks. He drives a knee into Piper’s lower back, taking her down to the floor.
I told him to arrest her, but the sight still sets off alarm bells in my head.
No one should be touching her like that. Ever.
It’s the same sense of protectiveness I felt in the alley the night we met. I was there to scare her myself—but the moment that drunkard wrapped his grimy, unworthy hands around her neck, I wanted to slaughter him.
“Get her under control and out to your car,” I bite out.
“What the hell does it look like I’m trying to do?”
I ignore his tone and step out into the hall. Benjamin
