'How dare he… how dare he even lay a finger on my mother… how dare…!!!'
Lucian's mind was a mess.
The anger that had been bubbling inside him after seeing this fucking stranger grabbing his mother's hand had completely spiralled out of control, and he was only one snap away from ending the man's life.
And the man was only a few seconds away from dying.
His struggling had already grown weaker, his face already red from having his breathing cut off as he desperately tried to pry Lucian's hand away.
But then—
"P-Please… I beg you… stop."
Selene's quiet, trembling voice echoed beside him, sounding almost familiarly fragile.
She was begging him to stop.
She didn't want to lose her son once again… not to the authorities, because if he killed this man right now, right before everyone's eyes… they would surely take action against him.
Lucian's eyes widened before his gaze faintly shifted towards Selene.
