Thirty Five

MARGO POV

Raphael had almost killed Miguel. It had been a wake-up call and maybe now Miguel would finally see that I was the only one who could truly protect him.

Scarlet, that bitch, she had just stood there with a crazed look in her eyes as if she waiting for Raphael to deliver the final blow that would take him out... The desire to see more blood had been clear as day on her face and I had thought I was the crazy one.

There was something about her and the way she'd targeted me and Miguel... Was she playing a game... Was this some sort of power trip she went on when she got bored? No matter how I looked at it, I just didn't get why she'd come after my family.

It didn't matter now. She'd started this game and I was going to finish it... She thought she was all that and that I'd lost everything, but when she was no longer breathing then we'd know who the winner truly was, because I was going to kill her, after torturing her that is.

I grinned at the thought and the vivid imagination