His Need

[Massimo’s POV]

“You’re fucking weak,” Knight spits, giving me a look of disgust. “You’re afraid of making a single woman upset.”

“Not a single woman,” I correct him, realizing just how fucking wrong he was for Tatiana. “The woman I love, and if you’re done with your threat, I’m going to check on that woman because she didn’t look too good back there. You can do whatever the hell you want, but if you touch her with your disgusting hands again, I'm going to fucking break them."

“We aren’t done,” he hisses, reaching out and attempting to grab me. "I still haven't..."

Whirling around, I grab his wrist and pull, then stab my elbow between his shoulder blades as he stumbles forward from shock. Applying pressure, I bring him down to his knees and begin to lift his arm until I know it is about to snap.

“Don’t fucking touch me,” I growl, applying more pressure. “I’ve been lenient on you until now because you helped me escape, but there is only so much I will put up with. I explained to you th