Milo tried to scream, a frantic, vibrating sound muffled by the tie. He threw his weight to the side, crashing to the floor.
Salvatore stood still. He looked at the scene before him.
Milo was bleeding, bruised, and naked.
Nero and Sean looked at him in horror.
They looked terrified, and they had every reason to be.
Salvatore looked at the gun on the counter. He just chuckled.
Nero stood up. "I'll take him with me."
Salvatore looked at him. "You couldn't make him walk to you, and now you're forcing him to follow you?"
"Stay away. He's mine!"
Salvatore looked at Sean. "Let him go. You really have the nerve to touch my man."
Sean looked afraid, he looked at Nero for a sign. But Nero said nothing.
Salvatore moved forward, fast enough to reach Sean in two steps before grabbing his collar.
Sean was too shocked by Salvatore's strength as he felt his body fly and slam into a door inside the bathroom, shattering it.
