“Oh, stop that,” I snap. “You fucking morons.” I stomp towards them. “The whole fake threat, talking among—” I gasp as Cyrus grabs me and yanks me closer. I fall into his chest, and he glares down at me. “You should know by now, baby, we don’t fake anything. Don’t think you’re off the hook either, but it seems we need to remind everyone why we are in charge.” He leans down, getting in my face. “Now, for once, shut the fuck up or you’ll be in more shit than you already are.”
