HAZEL STYLES POV

I jerked my wrist from his hold when I noticed that we were a few distances away from the atelier

Riven turned to face me, his brows furrowing as he stared at me with a skeptical look on his face.

"What the hell was that about? You can't just fire them..."

"Oh, I can," he said, cutting me off. "My first thought was actually to put a bullet in their head, but I didn't bring my gun today and that's why they only got fired."

I stared at him, not knowing how to ...