章 238: | Irrational Sense Of Betrayal

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

The girl tied to the chair in my living room was not what I thought she was, and I had no fucking clue what to do about that.

"Yeah, okay, no worries." Jango grinned again. "Just tell me: did you fuck her already? Even with the prison smell, I could tell she was a hot piece—"

My fist slammed into his face before he could finish speaking. It was not a conscious action on my part; the fury filling me was simply too explosive to contain. He stumbled back from the force of my blow, and I followed, leaping and tackling him to the ground. My leg protested the sudden movement, but I ignored the pain, raining blow after blow on Jango's shocked face.

"Lucian, what the fuck?" Steely hands grabbed my arms and drag me off my victim, resisting my attempts to throw them off. "Calm down, man!"