Dawson had gambled that blaming Aria would earn them some leniency, but to his dismay, Cade’s expression grew even more menacing after hearing his pathetic excuse.
“Are you implying that my wife would be interested in you?” he asked, his voice lethally soft.
Cade has a wife? Both Dawson and Darby looked utterly shaken.
They were dumbfounded, and keenly aware of how pathetic they were. Two worthless thugs compared to the handsome, powerful, and wealthy Cade Sterling.
No woman in her right mind would ever choose them over him.
They stared at each other in consternation, their lies crumbling around them.
“How dare you touch my wife?” Cade snarled. “Damn you both to hell. Logan, take them downstairs, and remember, I don’t want them to die quickly.”
“Mr. Sterling, please, have mercy!” It was no secret what happened to those who earned Cade's wrath. They knew that wherever Logan was taking them, it would be a place of unimaginable torment.