Vicenzo.

"Okay", I said calmly before I rubbed my face tiredly.

Yes, tiredly. I was tired of his useless responses. I just wanted him out of my house.

"Get out", I stated quietly, but with strength.

A moment passed and he looked at me like I was crazy.

"Excuse me?," He asked me, looking annoyed.

"Get . Out", I told him again.

He blinked once and I saw his jaw tick once. Standing straight, he started walking towards me, taking huge steps, making his combat boots thud on the floor.

I sucked in a breath but I didn't back away, I stood my ground. This was my house, he was the imposter here, not me.

But I soon started regretting not moving back because he didn't stop until he was really close to me.

Yes, he was tall, alright. My face was practically almost buried in his chest and I could feel his body heat enveloping my small frame.

He leaned his head down so his lips were directly above my ear before he spoke.

"Danae...," He drew my name out and I gulped at how smoothly my name rolled off his tongue.

"I have no fucking idea what my stupid brother has been doing to you, but, if you ever speak to me like that again...", He trailed off, breathing against my ear.

"I will make sure that I fuck some respect into you.", He said lowly.

I shut my eyes but I didn't back away from him.

"Don't ever, talk to me like that, ever again," he warned me.

I kept quiet, just steadily breathing as I tried my hardest to keep calm. Clenching my teeth, I prayed that Deon wouldn't walk back in here and see me like this with him.

When I didn't answer, he gripped my neck and squeezed on it, cutting off my air supply.

"Do you understand me, tigre?", He asked me..