Page 28 of Obsessed Bratva King

I shove him against the cold brick wall, pinning him there with nothing more than the weight of my presence. I don’t rush. There’s no need.

I tilt my head, studying him, letting the silence stretch long enough for him to feel it. Letting him know how this will end.

His chest heaves, and his fingers twitch at his sides, itching to reach for something—a weapon, a phone, anything that could give him a way out.

He won’t find one.

I lean in slightly, my voice low, calm. Deadly.

“Who are you looking for?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Wrong answer.”

I strike before he can protest. An open palm to the throat. A calculated hit, just hard enough to collapse his airways for a few seconds. His hands fly up to his neck as he stumbles forward, wheezing, his body shaking.

I let him struggle. Let him feel the way the air refuses to come properly.

Then I let him go.

“Try again.”

He bends at the waist, sucking in a ragged breath. Blood dribbles from the corner of his mouth. He spits it onto the pavement, his eyes darting wildly around the alley, looking for an escape that isn’t there.

He knows what I am now. Knows what men like me do to scum like him.

I can see the exact moment it sinks in. The knowledge that no one is coming to save him.

“Give me a name,” I say, “or I’ll make it agony.”

His gaze locks onto mine. His lips part.

“Darren…” he finally gasps.

I go still. “Why?”

“I’ve no idea. He just said to find her and then report back.”

She has something Darren wants.

Something he’s willing to send men into my city to retrieve.

I keep my face blank, but my mind is already working, already picking apart every moment, every detail of the night she left.

So what the hell does Darren think she has? I searched the bag. It was just cash.

I pull the knife from my belt, pressing the tip under his chin, tilting his head up so he has to meet my gaze.

“Any last words?”

“Please, I don’t know anything else, I swear.”

“I believe you.”

I slide the blade into his ribs.

He exhales sharply, a wet, rasping sound, his body jerking once before the fight drains out of him.

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