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Lucas’s POV

My heart caught on fire at watching Angelina break in my mom’s arms like that.

It was on fire not only because of the those deep, painful sobs she was releasing, but because I was the main reason for all that pain and anguish, and I hated myself immensely for being the cause for her suffering.

I will never be able to forget the way she was screaming, whimpering, and sobbing when I was tracing my fingers over the fabrics of her bra and underwear. I felt like a fucking animal.

The way she looked at me after I freed her from her binds was killing me.

But I felt just slightly better after she was convinced that I didn’t mean anything else other than convince Zade that I will not have mercy on her. That she will be safe with me from now on. There was still a little suspiciousness lingering in there but there was also a flicker of trust and hope.

“Oh honey. I’ve got you, you’re going to be okay, I promise” mom said emotionally as she ran her hands over Angelina’s back sooth