Cephus' POV

Chapter 111

Cephus’ POV

Vito notices the direction of my gaze, catches a glimpse of the fucker’s grin, and smacks him with the back of his hand.

The man groans.

“What’s your name?” I ask, taking off my jacket and draping it over Katie’s shoulders.

She looks up at me, her eyes glinting with disbelief as if she’s never had a man in her entire life doing that for her.

My focus moves swiftly to the tattooed man tied to a chair in the middle of the room.

One of the guys walks out and shuts the door behind him.

It’s only me, Vito, Louie, and Gianni in the room.

“Name?” I thunder.

The man looks at me like he can’t grasp the meaning of my words.

Louie smacks him upside the head, and he reacts, pulling at the ties.

That’s all it takes, and the three men in front of me violently push him back, his head lolling from their jabs.

I lift my hand, and they stop.

“He won’t talk if his jaw is broken,” I say.

Huffing, annoyed, they step back.

“Name, motherfucker,” I say again.

The woman seems frozen in