Chapter 529
- -Zade
- The warehouse reeked of sweat, blood, and fear.
- Russo was tied to a steel chair, arms pinned behind him, face slick with blood and half a smirk. His arrogance clung to him like cologne, even as one eye swelled shut and his bottom lip hung split and bruised. Roman leaned against the far wall, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, watching the man like he was daring him to blink wrong.