Written in Blood

_Sienna's POV_

I glared into his dark eyes, refusing to back down even as his iron grip threatened to crush my windpipe. I yanked at his wrist with all my might until his fingers finally loosened enough for me to stumble back. I gasped for air, creating a desperate distance between us. The metallic stench of Santino's hot blood hit the back of my throat, pooling fast over the pristine white marbl