The Bound Between Us

Chapter 933

"Wanna go one-on-one, or do you all want a piece at once?" Herman rolled his

shoulders, eyes cold and sharp. "Let's not waste time-I've got somewhere to be."

He'd finally managed to sit down with Anastasia for a real meal—a rare treat—and

now these idiots had barged in to ruin it.

Asher picked the worst possible moment to show up. If he didn't know when to

back off, Herman was more than ready to knock him around to blow off some

steam.

Asher's crew exchanged glances, looking to him for a plan.

Trouble was, Asher had been on the receiving end of Herman's skills before—the

scar on his face was a daily reminder.

"Hand over the chip," Asher said, trying to sound tough. "Do that, and maybe I'll

let you walk away. There's six of us, but I'm not exactly looking for a fight."

Herman just gave a cold half-smile. If he'd shown up alone, it meant he wasn't

scared of anything they could do.

"Asher, we've been at each other's throats for years," Herman's voice was icy.

"Even if I gave you another ten, you wouldn't win. If I were you, I'd know when to

quit. But if you've really got nothing left to lose, I can help you with that."

Asher's jaw tightened, but he held his ground. "Don't get cocky, Herman. Tables

but I bounced back. Just

mean you've won. I'm not

moves," Herman shot back, a chill

on upstairs. Rowan's your brother—whatever drama you two have,

on you."

"Rowan handed the chip to your wife. Don't act

not in on it

was wearing thin. "Stop staring at

throw down or get out of my way.

what's on it to know what you've been up

you'll be making license plates for the rest of

rattled. "Why didn't you hand it over

blurted.

he'd been afraid of—why he'd sent people after Anastasia in

and holed

Rowan wouldn't budge, and

thinking. The old him would've torn Asher

thought.

he answered, "Sometimes, you've

trouble down the

stared, thrown. This wasn't the Herman he'd

you got married,

changed," Asher said, disbelief

his words. "Where's

bastard I

know?"

to be all sharp edges—no hesitation,

business, but there was something different in his

at Anastasia. His

weakness now. That's what had changed

"Ruthlessness is a double-edged