#Chapter 31 Fury

Lorenzo Fuck off, bitch. The words sent anger rushing through me, consuming all reason and sense. Who the fuck did she think she was? I could see it in her eyes--her defiance, her insolence--the lack of fear. Didn't she know who she was to me? What she was to me? She was just some bastard child, fit for no more than to be useful to me, and yet, she dared to defy me, to spit in my face, to cause me so much trouble when she should have been grateful to have been alive. I had tolerated her mother's insolence for too long. Tolerated her insolence for too long. She was just like that horse I'd had years ago: untamed and full of spirit. That bastard horse had defied me until its last breath, and if she was determined to meet the same fate, then fine, but not until after I'd broken her, tamed her, and wrung every drop of usefulness out of her. Not until I'd turned her over to Elio to do with what he pleased. I threw her to the ground and felt myself advancing on her w