watched this wild creature who’d offered me his love after all the shit we’d put each other through taking down the man who’d ruined him. Darius beat him with a brutality that wouldn’t be sated by anything less than death. Blood coated his hands, his arms, and even speckled his face, but he wouldn’t relent as Lionel struggled beneath him. His features were set in a determined mask of rage and everything about him spoke of violence and danger which sent a shiver running right through me.
