Daniel leaned closer to Ella, smiling sheepishly and drinking her intoxicating scent.
"Pregnant or not, I want you sweetheart," Daniel said in a charming voice, unaware of the dangerous man now standing a few feet behind him. "I'm smitten by your beauty and I'm ready to cross a thousand continents just to please you. Allow me to show you a world of pleasure that no man can ever give you. I am ready to take care of both you and your baby if the man responsible isn't capable of..."
A firm and bone crunching hand landed on Daniel's shoulder, gripping and squeezing the life out of him.
"Ahhhhh..." Daniel whimpered and shrunk into his seat as a deep, terrifyingly frigid and raspy voice echoed in his ear.
"So you think I'm incapable of taking care of my... wife?" Leon emphasized the last word between gritted teeth. He tightened his grip on Daniel's shoulder and almost ripped out Daniel's scapula with his bare hands.
