LILA POV

"Straight black coffee. No sugar. No cream. No room for any fucking mistakes." Seated in his office, his commanding voice boomed. I was standing across him, my hands folded together.

My hands are clammy, my deets are trembling,n but all I fucking did was put on a brave front. A brave cover. Of course, he can't see me weak.

Staring at him, he looked so serious, so official... Who would ever guess that an innocent looking man like him housed a raging demon? And by demon, I mean last night. The way he proved just how dangerous he could be. The wrench. The torture. The knife.

I've heard...