CHAPTER 600. FIGHT FOR YOU. Pain

Kyle was dazed. The small, targeted explosion had destroyed his metal legs below the knees.

Would it kill him? No. Did it hurt like hell? Absolutely. Because even though those legs were artificial, the way the base plates were connected to the nerve networks in his limbs made the pain feel infinite—and then some.

He glared at Vance with concentrated hatred, and for one terrible second, he understood that he couldn’t stop him from taking Adriana.

“Let her go now!” he hissed. “And maybe I’ll let you keep breathing…”

“You know that’s not going to happen!”

“Then make sure I don’t find you,” Kyle growled. “Because if you so much as harm a single hair on her head, I guarantee you’ll spend the rest of your sad, long, miserable life in a three-by-three-meter cell with me, tied to a chair as I tear you apart piece by piece. Got it?”

The fury in his eyes made it impossible to misunderstand, but that wasn’t going to stop Burgges.

“Well, who would’ve though