Chapter One Hundred and One

Sienna

She didn't say anything in response to my statement so I looked her up and down. "Who are you?" I asked. But she just let out a breathy chuckle, not saying anything in response to my question.

I silenced her. "I said who the fuck are you?" I growled. She was such a fucking bitch. If she wanted, to play, I could play.

"I am not telling you anything," she rasped.

Then she pulled her head back and then forward, spitting at me. The spittle dribbled down my face, so I closed my eyes and held out a hand. The guard passed me a towel and I wiped my face. A lot worse than spit had been thrown on me, though.

"Did you want to piss me off by doing that? Because I am definitely pissed off now," I said as I tossed the towel to the tiled floor.

I nodded towards the bitch and the guard came forward with a small plier in hand. He clamped it down on one of her nails. I knew that Rocco wouldn't mind if I hurt her. He would never be with her now.

The guard ripped her nail off in one slick mot