Lucian Pov

I was enjoying the moment with Naomi, kissing and smiling. I am happy that I made her smile again. My phone beeped, it was a message from Alexander, "I am coming for Naomi. If I can't have her, nobody will. She is mine alone."

The surroundings within the room shifted, a palpable anxiety setting heavy in the air. I may want to sense the hazard lurking really past the partitions of my sanctuary. Alex, the pitiful excuse of a drug lord, should no longer truly take delivery of my ...