All three men have done more than survived; they’ve become kings. They’ve languished and destroyed their enemies. They’ve gained enough power that no man dares to make threats like this.
It’s time I try their tactics.
I toss the rest of the scotch back into my throat before slamming the glass down on my desk with a sinful grin across my red-painted lips.
The evil that I locked in my heart is free. I’m going to use every bit of its power to take care of this threat myself, so no man or woman will ever threaten me again.