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.

forehead was drenched in sweat. Why would

Where was Allison?

room. Where the hell

the woman get drunk and pass out

Shoot!

flung open the bathroom door and found the woman still

drained. She had changed into a bathrobe and was curled up

breathed a sigh of

down, and looked

with steam. Her

moment, her sleeping face was incredibly serene, like

awake by his movement,

control the anger bubbling up in

did you just

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

Lucian’s eyes

teeth, holding her even

“Ouch, that hurts!”

was

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