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.

drenched in sweat. Why would he have such a dream?

Where was Allison?

around the empty room. Where the

woman get drunk and

Shoot!

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

She had changed into a

a sigh of

over, bent down, and looked at her peaceful, sleeping

was filled with steam. Her

moment, her sleeping face was incredibly serene, like

at her profile, bent down, and picked her up. Startled awake by his movement, she

how to control the anger bubbling

you just call me?”

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

in Lucian’s eyes flared

gritted his teeth, holding her even tighter.

“Ouch, that hurts!”

shoulder was hurting.

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