Broken Whispers (Perfectly Imperfect, #2)

by Neva Altaj

“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?”

If I was a better man, I’d send her away, annul the marriage, and set her free. I guess I’m a bad man, though, because I don’t plan on letting her go.