Tommy POV
I am holding him up in the air by his throat, squeezing his air supply. This f*cker needs to die, and I wish I had more time to make it slow and painful. But I will settle for strangling him right now. Valentina doesn’t make a move to stop me either, thank the goddess. I feel hope blossoming in my heart that she might accept to be mine, considering she obviously doesn’t have a second chance mate out there anymore in a few minutes from now.
As the douche is coughing and splurging, I squeeze his throat a little tighter, until I feel some bones slowly starting to crack. “Accept her rejection, or lose your life” I grit out, although I really just want to squeeze the life out of him. ‘Don’t worry about me, do what you must to get him to accept’ Valentina links me, and I can’t stop
