Without warning he grabbed her by the neck with one hand, his fingers wrapping around the delicate column. She stumbled back. He followed, pushing her until her legs hit the bed and she fell backwards. He tore the towel away from her body with his other hand, baring her pale body to his sweeping gaze and ruthless touch. He kneeled next to her, throwing his weight across her body. She brought her hands up, bracing them against his hard chest.
Her terrified eyes met the steely determination in his. "Say his fucking name again," he snarled, leaning down to speak in her face, his lips hovering above hers. His fingers tightened around her throat, cutting off her ability to speak and most of her ability to breath. "Speak that man's name again in my home, in my very bedroom, I dare you, nena. Push me further, find out what will happen."