“Oh, by the way, if you ever speak disrespectfully about my husband again, I’ll kill ya.”

Kane wore a warm smile on his face, though his tight arm curled around your waist spoke his true feelings. A soft, joking chuckle left his lips, before he glared at the people in front of the pair of you, voice becoming cold and eyes burning with a protective fury.

“Sorry. That sounded like a joke; I will actually kill you.” His words slipped out, tone like a smooth poison. Stormy grey eyes peered into the people before you, only carrying a promise, not a meaningless threat.