Alejandro
Russell groaned as he came to, his body slumped against the wall like a broken marionette. Blood dripped from his split lip, pooling on the cheap carpet beneath him. The air reeked of stale alcohol and fear, thick and suffocating.
Good.
“Svegliati, cazzo.” (Wake the f**k up) The tip of my shoe pressed against his ribs, not hard enough to break anything, yet enough to make him jolt. He coughed, spitting blood, eyes darting around the room, searching for an escape that didn’t exist.
“N-No...”
“No?? A dark chuckle rumbled from my chest. “No, what, my dearest father-in-law? No, you didn’t try to sell me out? No, you didn’t betray your own daughter? Or is it no, you don’t want to face what you did to Uma?”
His entire body tensed at her name. “F*ck you,” he rasped, taking m
