Luca's POV

　　"Where is Leila?" The words had just left my lips, and the pain was alive; emanating from my shoulder, I felt a truck had been driven over me, but nothing mattered, not so long as I saw her. I wrestled my body upwards, unaware of the fire spreading from my wound.

　　"Mr Luca, please relax," A nurse said, pushing me back against the pillow. "You need to rest."

　　"Rest?" I snorted, wincing as searing pain riveted through my body. "I'll rest when ...