“Breathe with me, sweetheart,” he whispered, his husky voice close to my ear. “In and out, regulate your breathing. No one will hurt you. I promise. I will destroy anyone who tries.”
“This is my girl Eve,” Brodie continued, slinging his arm around me. “You two can look but don’t even fucking think about touching. I’ll destroy you without remorse.”
Frowning at my bleeding hand, I tried to flex my fingers, which only made me hiss with pain as more blood dripped out. “That was dumb,” I muttered to myself, gritting my teeth.