His Enforcer (Unexpectedly Twisted #3)

by Cora Rose

A few minutes later, a hidden door behind the bookshelves swivels open and Bane appears, his hair a mess, his shirt stained with blood. “Oopsie. Am I late?” he asks as he walks over to us, a skip in his step.

My baby. Probably one of my favorite characters 🫣

“I don’t think you understand, Vik.” He closes and locks the door. “I own this fucking place. Me. Not Anthony. Me.” He grins at me, sinister and feral. “I can do whatever the fuck I want to you.”

If Viktor doesn’t change his attitude and make this man beg for him, I’ll lose it.