Broken Whispers (Perfectly Imperfect, #2)

by Neva Altaj

She’s not just beautiful, that word is too plain.

“Now, let’s clear up a few things,” Mikhail says. “You touch my wife again, in any way, I cut off your hand. I hear you speak badly about her, I cut out your tongue. You dare to even think about hitting her ever again, I cut off your head. Am I clear, Bruno?”