Chapter 93

• Chapter 93: Cuffed and Moaning
• It doesn’t take long. Luca storms into his building, thoughts racing like bullets fired in too many directions at once. When Marco, his second in command, called and said, “There’s blood on your carpet,” Luca couldn’t quite grasp it at first. Blood? His carpet? What the fuck did that mean?
• But now he feels it. The adrenaline. A deep, hot buzzing under his skin, blooming into something feral. Something violent. The moment the elevator dings and slides open, the tension spikes like electricity. Lena and Marco look up from the couch, frozen mid-conversation, watching him enter the room cloaked in an aura so black and crackling it seems to sap the air from their lungs.