My fist On My Brother's Face.

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Luther's POV. 33. Rage Beyond Control.. "Luther..." Aurora mumbled, her voice weak. She was leaning against something on the floor. I felt a surge of protectiveness mixed with pure rage. That Roberto bastard... He should be thankful it was just his legs. Next time, it will be his brain, and he better watch out! I gently scooped Aurora up. "Luke, come on! Faster!" I barked at Luke, who was right there. He knew what I wanted and started walking quickly. But all I could feel was anger. Seeing Aurora like this... it made my blood boil. I carried her to the car. "Here," I said roughly, positioning her head on my lap. It was the least I could do to cushion her. My hand started stroking her hair, gently at first. Then... I don't know what came over me. My fingers started digging into he

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