Towards Hospital

Lucian rode his bike at full speed, pushing it to its absolute limit. He didn't care if there were vehicles on the road ahead or obstacles in his path his mind was consumed with a single thought: reaching Rose as fast as possible.

Of course, Lucian hadn't left Rose in a stranger's hands without some sort of plan. He had placed a GPS tracker on her, ensuring he could always monitor her location.

It had only been two minutes since Lucian had killed the 300 armed men outside the nightclub. And how did he feel about it?

Nothing. Not a single emotion stirred within him. The act hadn't even registered in his mind. All he could think about was that Rose was dying.

He was terrified the thought of that egoistic, stupid, hateful woman leaving forever was eating him alive.

What made it worse was that it all happened right in front of him, and he'd been powerless to stop it.