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Millie’s eyes widened as she felt the sharp point against her skin, and she let out a soft gasp.

“Let her go!” Marcus’ face twisted with rage and concern.

“Put away your gun first,” Leon retorted, his voice filled with determination.

Upon seeing Millie in obvious discomfort, he swiftly put away his gun without another word.

“Watch her. If Fiona ever threatens Millie again, I’ll make her wish for a quick death,” Marcus commanded Leon, his voice laced with cold fury.

Leon’s grip on the pen loosened, and he quickly let go of Millie, tossing the pen aside. He then shifted his attention to Fiona and walked toward her.

glare at Fiona, Marcus took Millie’s hand and strode

her eyes flicking to Marcus. His face was still set in a mask of anger,

exact revenge on Fiona bubbled within her. If not for

left Millie wounded, violated. The evidence she

pressed against Fiona’s temple had been a cathartic release of her pent-up

because Millie was around, Marcus’ anger

keep you safe,” he said, his voice soft but

the past, Marcus had never feared death, but now the prospect terrified him. If something were to happen to him, who would be there to protect Millie? He wanted to be her shield and comfort

cityscape beyond the window, his head shaking slowly in

the hospital ward, Fiona was nestled