A tremendous crash echoed as the iron rod went flying through the air. The motorcycle attached to the sports car shook violently, lost control, and crashed into a roadside flower pot.Feeling the arms around her waist tighten with force, Marisol instinctively looked up to see the man holding her with one arm while his other hand gripped a baseball bat, maintaining the powerful swing he'd just executed. His muscles bulged and veins protruded like a violent, ferocious beast.She'd seen the man in many states before. Calm, elegant, angry, flamboyant, confident in control, and so many more. Yet she'd never seen him look so fierce, so intimidating that just being near him created so much tension.She knew the Muller elders mostly came from military backgrounds. Lucian grew up in such an environment, so his combat abilities were naturally strong. But she never expected him to be this fierce.Now that she thought about it carefully, the most ferocious she'd ever seen the man was only in
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