Chapter 45

• Aria
• Lucas has me slung over his shoulder like I’m some kind of sack of potatoes, and I’m flailing like a lunatic. “Let me go, you overgrown brute! Put me down!” I’m yelling, but he just keeps walking like he doesn’t hear a word I’m saying.
• We finally reach the game room, which is thankfully empty, and he sets me down like it’s some grand act of mercy. I stumble back, glaring at him with all the fury I can muster. “What the fuck is your problem? I told you to let me go!” I tug at my torn dress, trying to salvage whatever dignity I have left. The gown’s a disaster, but at least it’s still covering me…barely.