Lucianus
I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I was shocked, but I caught sight of that bothersome, lustful i***t who had been chasing her out of the corner of my eye. I could smell his stench lingering on her. The pleading in her eyes was sincere and the fear wasn’t all directed at me.
That man had assaulted her in some way. My blood boiled. I wanted to kill him. Hadn’t he realized that he had gotten off lightly when I had not broken his face and caved in his chest in the bar? Did he really think he had the right to touch what I had already claimed as mine?
Yet his eyes were focused on us, drifting over her body with a familiar and disgusting leer. He seemed to be just waiting for me to step away before pouncing. Did he know her personally or was he just another crude human search
