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 he have such

Where was Allison?

looked around the empty room. Where the

the woman get drunk and pass out in the

Shoot!

found the woman still

had changed into a bathrobe and was

breathed a sigh

bent down, and looked at her peaceful,

was filled with steam.

face was incredibly serene, like

up. Startled awake by his movement, she blinked

control the

did you just

eyelids before

anger in Lucian’s eyes flared

He gritted his teeth, holding

“Ouch, that hurts!”

shoulder was

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