SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

Before I could even blink, they rushed towards us with their cameras and microphones, their gazes excited and eager for the next big scoop or juicy details. 

“Sloane, did you know about this?” One asked, jutting his microphone to my lips, almost shoving it on my face. Before I could ever speak, Lucien rushed on stage and pushed the reporter back. 

“Can’t you see she’s in fucking shock? Step the fuck back!” He snarls at them and pulls me ...