Lucas POV
I had a plan.
I knew that I needed to get to the game as fast as possible, and the only thing standing in my way was this lousy door and the six-foot guard on the other side.
The tension that had been building within me finally erupted, fueling my every move.
The security guard sent by my father had been an extra layer of protection for my father to stop me. But it wouldn't be enough to stop me.
With all my strength, I lunged forward, my fists a blur of precision and power. The impact of my blows reverberated through the door, and I could practically feel the surge of energy coursing through my veins.
I'd been training for most of my life. There's no way I couldn't get through this.
With one final push, the door gave in and opened... Or more like it fe
