Start a War (Saint View Psychos, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

Vincent’s voice was barely a murmur when he spoke. “When I get off your hand, you’re going to take your cheap ring, get in your car, and then forget that Bliss ever existed. You say her name, I will end you. You think her name, I will hunt you down and put a bullet through your skull. You so much as accidentally drive past her on the street, and I will chase you down, gut you, and feed your intestines to my dog.”

“I dismissed myself from jail. Without permission.” I gaped at him. “You escaped? How is that even possible?” “Is it supposed to be hard?”

“War!” I yelped, struggling to get down. I’d break the man’s back. “Put me down, I’m too heavy.” “That’s real fucking insulting, baby girl.” He strode through the party with me in his arms, while some of the guys clapped for us. “You think I can’t carry your sweet ass to my bed?”