Chapter 16

LUCAS'S POV

I slam my fist on the desk so hard that the glass of rum next to me shakes and spills across the files. I don't care. Not even a little. My blood's boiling too hot to care about some stupid water.

"She is still not sure?" I snap, pacing the room like a damn caged animal. "Still?"

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