Chapter Twenty-Four
Voltaire
|Maria|
I IMMEDIATELY find my way downstairs after hearing him in my mind. But I stop midway when I saw Lucas in the middle of the hall.
He's standing on the middle, with his men surrounding him, holding the guards and maids as their captives. He's wearing his usual grey button-down shirt, black pants, and boots. I swallowed hard as I stared back into his eyes. His eyebrows almost corded to each other as he balls his hands into a fist.
I swallowed hard when I saw him walking towards me, never breaking his eye contact with mine. All I could do was to stare at him, as I feel the fast beating of my heart.
For some reason, the stomp of his feet as he ascends on the stairs were the only thing you could hear. I think that he got the attention of his men and
