Another pervert?!

"What???" Sophia's eyes widened in shock. Hold it in? How the hell was she supposed to hold it in?

They'd already come this far—there was no turning back now. Deep down, she'd already braced herself for what was coming.

But what she hadn't expected… was the crowd gathered at the door. Watching. Recording.

Was he seriously planning to do this in front of everyone?

This was beyond twisted.

And as Slade stepped closer, his overpowering masculine presence hit her like a wave. She could even smell the sweat on him...

"This is Blackhand City, sweetheart—home of the Black Hand Legion. Any resistance is pointless. You're not getting away from me."

"You animal…" Sophia spat, but her voice lacked bite. It sounded more like surrender. Her heart sank into despair.

"Slade, knock it off with your sick shit!"