Vincent
The sheer audacity of that girl was enough to make my blood boil. My body trembled with the effort to contain my rage as I fought against the instinct to physically lash out at her. God, I wanted to pick her up and throw her across the room!
I can't believe she bit my f*****g lip. The searing pain ignited a primal fury within me, my vision turning red, but I held myself back.
Breathing deeply, I lean against the wall, my hand balled up into a fist.
She is staring at me intently with a defiant look on her face, and for once, I don't see a hint of fear in her eyes. I won't lie and say that doesn't turn me on a little.
"You really don't know who you're messing with," I growl, my voice like grinding metal gears.
"Yes, I know. You are a tough guy and such a scary man. I am quakin
