Lucian’s POV

“What do you mean she’s disappeared?” The words escaped my lips in a strained tone, carrying a hint of dwindling patience.

“She managed to escape with Miss Vienna, Sire,” one of my men reported, his gaze averted, avoiding to meet my eyes. In response, a surge of anger overwhelmed me, and I delivered a harsh punch, connecting with his face. He crumpled to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth.

“You only had one fucking task!” My voice echoed ...