Chapter 15 Psycho
- Ace’s POV
- Listening to bones splinter beneath my fist is like music to my fucking ears.
- Drops of blood glide down my cheek, landing on my bare arm as it hurdles toward the man’s fucked up face. The blow is sickening to my ears, followed by a deep groan. Again, hearing someone in pain because of me is something I could listen to all damn day.