Lucian stood by the French windows, eyes shut, fists clenched tightly.

Suddenly, a wave of pain shot through his hand. He furrowed his brows, opened his eyes, and looked at his left hand.

The wound had stopped bleeding, and the shards of glass had been washed away by the sea. A delayed sting from the saltwater finally reached

his brain.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

In his rush to save Allison, he had completely forgotten about the injury on his hand.

He found the first–aid kit, took out some disinfectant, and quickly bandaged himself up.

Then he slumped into a lounge chair, overcome with fatigue, and shut his eyes.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he suddenly jerked awake,

He dreamed of Allison being swept away by the sea.

in sweat. Why

Where was Allison?

the empty room. Where the hell

the woman get drunk and pass out

Shoot!

open the bathroom door and found the woman still lying in the

was drained. She had changed into a bathrobe and

breathed a sigh

down, and looked at her peaceful,

bathroom was filled with steam. Her cheeks

sleeping face was incredibly serene,

down, and picked her up. Startled awake by his movement, she blinked drowsily and asked, “Eh,, who are

know how to control the anger bubbling up in

just

her eyelids before closing them again. “Jason, what are you doing

anger in Lucian’s

teeth, holding her even

“Ouch, that hurts!”

shoulder was

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