I took a minute to remind myself that I had no reason to be as terrified as I was right now. But I couldn't help it.
Not when he looked like that — dark, unhinged, and having that vicious and psychopathic side of him activated.
The straight line scar from the explosion perfectly tainting his right cheek made him even more unhinged. Beastly. Like a damn barbarian. Except he was dressed in the finest Italian piece.
“Vince…” I was gonna ask how he got into my room. But that would be me, underestimating him. So I stayed silent. But my feet were still pinned to the ground and I still wasn't moving.
“You're not happy to see me?”
“Of course I am…” I'd be throwing a million backflips if he didn't have that terrifying look on his face.
“You didn't tell anyone that I was alive, did you?” H
