Anderson’s heart clenched. Lucas was staring at him, and there was a look in his eyes that suggested he already knew everything. Thus, Anderson found himself unable to utter even one word otherwise.
“So I guess it’s true.” Seeing Anderson’s reaction, Lucas was able to confirm his suspicion immediately.
With Ashlyn nestled carefully in his arms, he strode up the stairs then placed her gently on the large bed.
He gazed at her affectionately, then he lightly took hold of her hand that had donned a see-through glove.
His eyes fluttered when he laid eyes on the black mark in the center of her palm.
He moved his gaze upwards until it reached her upper arm. The black marks had already reached the topmost of her arm, and her previously fair skin looked frighteningly black.
Lucas clenched his jaw tightly, and the pain he was feeling was visible in his eyes. He couldn’t even imagine what kind of suffering Ashlyn was going through.
She’s been silently enduring all this while...
He carefully rolled her sleeve back down, then pulled her glove up properly.
Lucas then went into the bathroom to take a quick, hot shower before lying down on the bed and pulling her into his arms.
There was a natural, manly air about Lucas that was very alluring.
Thus Ashlyn was able to sleep very soundly in his arms. She felt both safe and warmed.
Lucas, on the other hand, found it hard to fall asleep. He didn’t even know what time it was before the darkness finally claimed him.
Ashlyn was startled awake by Lucas’ muffled roar.
By the faint glow of the night light, she was able to make out the pained expression on Lucas’ face.
She instinctively furrowed her brows at the sight.
What’s he doing in my bed?
“No... No! Don’t!”
“Grace!”
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