Chapter 66. Play with Lucian’s Game

“You fucking idiot!” I seethed, my rage boiling over. A powerful punch landed squarely on Russo’s jaw, causing him to crumple to the floor.

“You had them in your grasp, and you let them slip away?!” I snarled, grabbing his collar as he lay there, blood dripping from his nose and mouth due to my furious blow.

Even in his pain, Russo managed to speak, “Lord Lucian’s men, led by Frank, interrupted us. They took Emilia.” He winced, anticipating my wrath.

“What?” My jaw clenched tightly, the news hitting me like a sledgehammer.

“Lucian’s butler took Emilia,” he repeated, his voice clearer this time.

He took her. Lucian has set his schemes in motion already.

Releasing my grip on Russo, I flung him back to the floor, allowing him to catch his breath.

“Fool!” I cursed under my breath.

The objects on my table bore the brunt of my frustration as I swept them aside. Lucian had remained ominously quiet for the past two