Three Kings, One Girl — Sebastian's Dark Threat

make you regret ever coming to this family. It won't wash off. The smell of blood won't wash off. The look in Victor's eyes when he killed,

Sebastian's dagger, they're all insane. I can't die here. I absolutely can't. Even in a cage, I'll find a way to survive.

Where do you think you're running, future Mrs. Godfather? Sebastian, what are you doing? Let go of me! Don't touch me! Get your gun away from me! Such pale skin. Is that what the old my life-

Insane! Help! Shut up! Scream again and I'll blow a hole through your heart. You smell good. How did an orphanage raise a prize like you? Gutter brash like you, dreaming of marrying up?

I never thought about it. I don't want the ring at all. Who are you kidding? Tell me. How do you plan to get all three of us into bed? I'd rather die than let you touch me.

Feisty one. I love breaking the feisty ones. Tonight I'll show you what real hell looks like.