The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 305 Not Letting You Go

Chapter 305 Not Letting You Go

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Sloane’s body went rigid; the madness in her eyes slowly faded, and at last she went limp in his arms. Lucas carried the unconscious Sloane in a firm bridal hold. When he stepped out, he saw Larry being lifted onto a stretcher by paramedics.

Larry was barely conscious, yet he forced his eyes open for a final glance at Sloane. Only after confirming she was safe did he surrender to the darkness.

“Clean it up,” Lucas ordered Andrew coldly, his gaze slicing past him to the ashen-faced Ginnie at the door. “Don’t let a single one of them go.”

Without another word, he strode away with Sloane in his arms; blood from both their wounds dripped steadily, leaving a dark red trail across the hallway carpet.

Lucas sat at her bedside, his long, defined fingers gently encircling Sloane’s delicate wrist as she lay hooked to an IV.

Moonlight slipped through the curtains in fractured slivers, casting shifting shadows across her pale face.

the night, Sloane-who had been

her IV arm, terrified she might hurt

against her dream, the IV line jerking violently. “Let me out… please…” Her voice cracked with broken sobs; beads of cold sweat gathered on her brow. It was as if

her into his arms, his other hand stroking her trembling back. “It’s all right; I’m here.” His

settled into her ears, and little by

half-dreaming, she blinked her eyes open. In the haze she made out the sharp line

of his shirt, tears soaking through

Lucas’ heart ached as he tightened his hold, drawing her closer. His lips brushed her hair in a light kiss. “I

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shirt. Lucas leaned back against the

when the nurse opened the door for rounds, the sight that met her eyes was striking -the famously cold president of the Hawthorne Group, disheveled, blood still staining his shirt, holding the girl in