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~Damon's POV
I walked back to the palace, every step heavier than the last. My chest was burning with anger. My fists clenched so hard my knuckles turned white, and all I could hear in my head was Lisa's broken voice. Luca touched me… And that bastard actually touched her in my presence.
The thought alone made me want to tear the world apart.
As soon as I pushed open the tall doors, Rowan and Kael were already waiting in the main hall. Their faces were stormy, their jaws tight, their eyes sharp like blades. They didn't even need to ask me anything; they already knew.
Rowan's voice came first, rough and full of rage.
"Tell me it's not true, Damon. Tell me that filthy bastard didn't lay a hand on her."
I shook my head slowly, anger biting deep into my throat.
"He did. We all saw it. And she said Luca wasn't brave enough to do it on his own. Someone is behind him."
