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.

Why

Where was Allison?

looked around the empty room. Where

get drunk and pass out in

Shoot!

and found the

changed into a bathrobe and was

a sigh

looked at her peaceful,

bathroom was filled with steam. Her cheeks were flushed.

face was incredibly serene, like a

up. Startled awake

how to control the anger bubbling up in his

just

before

anger in Lucian’s eyes flared up.

He gritted his teeth, holding

“Ouch, that hurts!”

shoulder was

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