My hand shot out, slamming against the table with a deafening crack. "Enough," I growled, my voice a whip.
"You lost, Elyas. You failed as a husband. You failed as a father. And now? You've failed as a man." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "You're nothing now. Less than nothing."
His chains rattled as he jerked against them, his face red with rage. "I'll kill you!"
I smirked. "You can't even wipe your own ass, Elyas." My gaze flicked to his shackled wrists. "But go ahead. Dream about it. It's all you've got left."
Julie's fingers dug into my arm, her voice a whisper. "Jack..."
I turned to her, my expression softening just for her. "Yes, Julie?"
She swallowed hard, her eyes flicking to Elyas before meeting mine. "Can we... can we go now?"
I nodded, my hand sliding down to grip her ass possessively. "Of course." I turned back to Elyas, my voice a blade.
