Sebastian
The door burst open with a thunderous BANG.
The needle poised above Cecilia's skin froze mid-air.
I stood in the doorway, breath ragged, Soren howling with unrelenting fury inside me.
The security team surged past me, their footsteps thunderous on the floor. I didn't need to tell them what to do—they knew. In seconds, the filth was on the ground, tackled, disarmed, screaming like rats dragged from a sewer.
Two female hotel staff followed close behind, just as I'd instructed. I couldn't bring myself to enter yet. My fists were clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms. I was one step from losing whatever shred of control I had left.
My white shirt was half-unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Sweat clung to my skin, already flushed from the run
