The flashing lights, the pulse of the music, the sudden chaos when those men cornered her. She remembered the fear, the certainty that she wouldn’t walk out of that room alive. And then him.The way he’d stepped into the fight, precise and brutal, taking down men twice his size as if it were second nature. Yes, there had been danger in him, sharp and merciless, like a blade drawn without hesitation. But there had also been control. Purpose. He hadn’t lost himself to violence; he’d wielded it like a weapon, clean and efficient.And then afterward, when the noise had died down, when it was just the two of them, something else had broken through the cracks.She remembered his eyes dark, steady, and startlingly clear. Not the eyes of a reckless monster. Not the eyes of the ruthless heir her friends described.They were the eyes of someone who had seen too much, carried too much, and yet… in that moment, he had looked only at her.Lucy closed her eyes, heat rushing to her cheeks at the mem
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