CAROLINE'S POV
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"Fight back!" I scream at him, my arm slightly aching as my fists rain down on his chest. His warm, hard chest. The same chest I've memorized in a span of a few minutes while he kissed me. A chest I've run my fingers over. Lucian stares down at me with a void of any emotion. His steel hues remain calm, unlike my racing heart. His nonchalance only fuels my rage. Panting, my chest rises and falls as I pull away from him. His arms hang loosely at his sides, his eyes remain pinned on me, flicking across my face as he drinks in my flushed cheeks. His calm demeanor has my anger surging, like a waterfall breaking through a wall. He pours fuel onto my raging flames, and I explode into tiny pieces. My nails bite into the soft flesh of my palm, and I raise my hands, my fists conn
