Chapter 272

• After he finished, Lucian chuckled under his breath, eyes fearless, like he was saying: What can you do to me.
• That one line lit Joaquin Latham’s fury like a match. His scalp tingled, his mind roared, and thought shattered. One single idea burned through him—
• Kill him. Kill Lucian. Even if he dumped those videos and photos by the hundreds of thousands, so what? He’d lock Zayla Steele at home so she wouldn’t see, wouldn’t remember the pain, wouldn’t get her memory back.