Chapter 23 23. A Taste Of Guilt

The room exploded into screams from ushers and guests, and Lucien was already moving.

He dropped to his knees beside Rafael’s body.

“Rafe!” His voice tore through the chaos. “Rafe, what the fuck—? Open your eyes, dummy!”

He gripped Rafael’s shoulders, shaking him hard.

I moved fast too, lowering...

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