𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 ✓

❝I'm the one asking the question, Zen.❞

❝And how has that been working for you, Aurelio?❞

The hand on my shoulder moved to my neck, with his index and thumb he squeezed just underneath my jaw. It didn't restrict my breathing in the slightest, but it was a warning that he would. ❝You are such a cocky bastard, aren't you? Had me believing you were this sweet little shrink when really you're no different from the rest of us here. Let me say this loud and clear Zen, you may get away with using that type of talk around the other people here but don't you forget who's in charge. I own you, your name belongs to me.❞

❝No, Meave Dean belongs to you. Meave Dean is a patient who is dead. Zen Maven is a free woman, one whom you're currently threatening. I may be new to Italy but I'm pretty sure it's illegal to threaten innocent people.❞ The rage behind his eyes brought laughter to my lips. I enjoyed the annoyance, finally I was the one under his skin. ❝Checkmate, Mr. Russo.❞

( Contains Mature Content)
Part Two in the Burn series, Can be read as a Stand alone.