Present - 73

"Then I am gonna kill him." Paul massaged his knuckles while he held his gaze. "I hope you do not think I am bluffing. I have killed a lot of men. He is just another name on a list."

"But you do not kill innocent people."

"Innocence is subjective. He is guilty in my eyes. He touched something that did not belong to him."

"I am not yours. You do not own me."

"You have always been mine. And you will always be mine."

When her heart skipped a beat, she looked away.

"I will give you a day to think about it." He rose from the bed and pulled on his jeans. Then he walked out of the bedroom. "But if you screw him during that time, I will kill him anyway."

They arrived at Paul's hotel room. It was just as big as a mansion. Floor-to-ceiling windows took up one wall and gave a brilliant view of the city. It had a full kitchen and dining set, laundry machines, a private pool, and several bedrooms.