I gripped him, digging my fingers into his neck. I stick my thumbs into his arteries as he struggles to breathe. I glared down at him.
"Never fucking touch her again. Never even look at her. Don't make a fucking noise. If she wakes up, I'll kill you." I threatened, my voice smooth and clear.
"I-I'm not gonna fucking give up-"
I slammed my knee onto his balls. Before he could let a pained groan, I shoved my fingers down his throat.
"I'm gonna fucking neuter you if you ever even try and speak to her. I don't care what it's for. Even if your about to die, you aren't gonna even think about her." I slammed my knee down again. "She's mine."
"Is that clear?" I asked explicitly. He punched me. I loosen my grip.
"Do you really think that'll stop me, Angie? I've killed people just for doing her wrong, and you've stole her from me. The only reason you're not dead right now is because she'd care if you went missing."
Angie's face began to turn blue and he started to squirm around. My lips curled up into a smile as his struggling became weaker. I glanced over at Daniela, she was sleeping peacefully, not a clue in the world that I was torturing her 'boyfriend'.
