" me sweat. “I’m here to tell you—now listen close to this part because I’m not ever saying it again—I’m here to tell you that if you ever touch her again, come near her again, or even talk about her to anyone, I’ll kill you.” I pull back to peer into his panic-stretched eyes. “Kill. Dead. Not metaphorical. Do you understand? "

― Kennedy Ryan , My Soul to Keep (Soul, #1)