ERIC’S POV

“Move a muscle and I swear I’ll slit your throat.”

I expected him to show even if it was a little bit of fear or remorse knowing what he did. But to my surprise, he started laughing, a hearty boisterous laughter that made it seem like we were a pair of old friends catching up after a long time of being away from each other.

“Thank goodness you’re alive. It’s so good to have you back. I was beginning to worry you let those bastards take you out that easily. And Adrianna? Hope she’s alive and well?”

My jaw clenched, quivering as I seethed with mounting rage. I...