My Mother

FIFTY-FOUR

JEREMY'S POV

I swing my fist to his jaw and he dodges my attack with a surprised, “Whoa!”

I glare at my stupid body that's working too slow for my rage-infused brain and I want to take my frustration out on something. Something like the man beside me.

“What’d you want…” I slur and clear my throat to throw him a glare.

Why is my tongue so heavy in my mouth?

“Save your anger for someone who deserves it, young Vongov. I have something you need to hear.”

I move to stand but my knees are jelly at this point.

What the fuck, how's that possible???

“Oh, it is possible.” He answers my unspoken question with a sip of his bourbon, hiding a sly smirk.

“You– What did you do to me?!” I snarl at him because at this point that's the only thing I can do.

Glare, Snarl, Growl, and Act Surprised.

Fuck.

“We needed to tranquilize the beast before I could have a proper conversation with you.”

He settles back on the stool and crosses his legs like a businessman in a Forbes intervie