"I said get i--"

"Camilla!" Someone called interrupting his order, I suppose.

I looked back to see Beatrice running worriedly to where I was.

I winced at how Lucas tightened his grip on my wrist.

"You're hurting me!" I grimaced as he leaned closer to my ear.

"Tell your friend to leave, or you get her into trouble, you know what I'm capable of," He whispered dangerously as he made me crouch.

I know Lucas too well, he's the merciless dangerous guy who gets things his way and he wouldn't ...