the joystick of his wheelchair. The motors whined as the cha

as she sprinted after him. The instinct to protect the b

frame blocking the doorway. He rea

t her pass," he barked, his

ed of the wheelchair as they navigated the labyrinth of the est

ide, the room was a war zone. Expensive wooden toys were smashed aga

"hehh-hehh" sound c

hogany wardrobe. His small hands were trembling viole

Thin red lines of blood marked their forearms where t

and watched everything unfold. He clenche

commanded. His voice was the same cold, authori

ss scream of pure terror. He slashed the blade wildly th

an, giving a subtle nod. Ian signaled two guards wear

n front of the guards, us

yes were freezing. "Your military-style barking is

mperature in the room plummeted. "Do not t

her back on the most dangerous man in New

e floor, crossing her legs, sitting directly beneath the wardrobe. She rested her hand

an to speak. Her voice was low, rhyt

ry dark box. The box shook, and it was loud.

r voice steady, creating a monotonous hu

It couldn't bite. It couldn

r the edge of the wardrobe, his tear-filled

vering, offering no judgment, no comma

he only sound in the r

r cutter blade dropped onto the thick

wardrobe. His movements were jerky, l

touched the floor, S

est. He wrapped his arms around her neck in a death grip and buried hi

round him, rubbing his ba

ing emotions raged in his dark eyes. Shock. Relief. And a dark, twis

ng Leo effortlessly. S

ective aura. In that moment, she looked like a queen defending h

d slightly. For the first time in years, he felt the